Thursday 23 February 2017

Where were you on the night before I started sneezing? -私がくしゃみをし始める前の晩、あなたはどこにいたのですか?-


“I think I must have gotten it from you.”
Pulling out another tissue, she stares accusingly at me.  Never mind that I am still shivering with fever, have a headache, a ripping pain in my throat and enough goo in my nose to fill a small fish tank.  Now I’ve got to feel guilty as well.
“Uudz nyo ma fo datko juzim dalek me.  Adin nyangbaidem enoh enidin.”
(Translation: It’s not my fault that cold germs seem to like me.  I didn’t invite them in or anything.)
Why is it that when we catch a cold, we always look for someone to blame.  We turn into detectives, trying to force a confession out of the person we think has passed “their” cold onto us.
The cold is a virus.  It could have been transmitted to us from any number of sources.  Perhaps the door handle we touched had the virus on it.  Perhaps it was on the handrail we used to help ourselves down the stairs at the station.  Perhaps it was in the mouth of that office worker with the runny nose who coughed right in our face because he was too busy playing a game on his smartphone to cover his mouth.  Okay, maybe it is reasonable to get annoyed about that last one.
I somehow brought home a horrible cold.  It’s so bad that I am starting to wonder if a certain nearby crazy country developed it to assassinate unpopular family members in airports, and it escaped.
Shortly after I caught it, my wife mysteriously got a horrible cold too.  And then my six month old son (Ouch!)  It could be a coincidence, couldn’t it?
Where’s my lawyer?
 
Vocabulary:

to sneeze – to suddenly and violently release air from your nose and mouth, often because of pollen or other irritation
accusingly – Showing blame towards another

to shiver – to shake uncontrollably, as with cold or fever
goo – a slang term for sticky and disgusting fluid
a detective – someone who investigates and solves crimes
a confession – an admission of guilt or wrongdoing
a runny nose – the state when your nose is constantly releasing fluid, often because of a cold
to assassinate – to kill, especially of an important political figure 



 

Thursday 16 February 2017

Meet the family


My family are visiting Japan this week.

My normal blog will be back next Thursday. 

Thanks!

Will

 

Thursday 9 February 2017

Living and working the Swedish dream -スウェディッシュ・ドリームを叶えること、働くこと-

“I work all night, I work all day,
To pay the bills I have to pay.
Ain’t it sad?”
From the Abba song, “Money, money, money” 

Sometimes I wish I were Swedish.
I could put up with the cold weather.  I would just turn up the heating and snuggle up close to a mid 1970s Agnetha Fältskog: the blond singer from Abba.
I could put up with all the meatballs.  I tried them in an IKEA cafe once.  I’m sure they would taste better if you actually heated them up.
But why would I want to be Swedish?
Most people have probably heard something about Sweden’s generous welfare system, or the small gap between the rich and poor compared to other countries.
It has also managed to limit working hours whilst maintaining a successful economy.  At the moment there is a standard 8 hour working day.
But some local governments in Sweden are experimenting with a 6 hour day, or 30 hour working week.  According to a BBC article, the experiments have had mixed success.  In some office environments, the shorter working day didn’t help, probably because people just took their unfinished work home.  But in intensive and tiring jobs like nursing and social care, the six hour day has shown signs of success.  Workers at a care home trialling the new six hour day took less sick leave, reported better health, and had greater productivity.  They were able to complete 86 per cent more activities with their patients than before.
I am sure I would be much less stressed and better motivated at work if I only had to be there for six hours too – as long as I knew Agnetha was waiting at home to heat up my meatballs. 


Vocabulary:
ain’t – slang for “isn’t”
to put up with – to bear; to stand
to snuggle up to – to hug, cuddle or move your body close to, in a warm and comfortable way
a welfare system – a system of government payments for people who need help, such as the unemployed, disabled etc.
to have mixed success – to be partly successful and partly unsuccessful; to do well in some ways and badly in others
intensive – concentrated; with little rest time
social care – help for vulnerable people, who require nurses or others in daily life
a care home – a place where vulnerable people, such as the elderly are cared for or looked after
productivity – efficiency; work rate 
 

 

Thursday 2 February 2017

500 miles -500マイル-

 “I would walk 500 miles,
And I would walk 500 more,
Just to be the man who walked 1,000 miles,
To fall down at your door.”
From the Proclaimers song, “I’m gonna be (500 miles)”
 
“Lord I’m one, Lord I’m two, Lord I’m three, Lord I’m four,
Lord I’m five hundred miles away from home...
Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name,
Lord I can’t go home this way.”
Traditional song


Family is important, and it can be hard to be separated.
My family will come to Japan in a couple of weeks.  Given the distance and cost of flights, it’s rare that we get to meet each other.  It’s the worst thing about living in Japan.  Well, it’s at least the second worst thing after having to share a country with AKB48.
But a recent story I found on the BBC puts our difficulty into perspective.
According to the article, a Chinese migrant worker who was living in Shandong Province wished to return to his hometown to see his family for Chinese New Year.  But his family live in Heilongjiang Province, over 1,700 km away.  And the migrant worker couldn’t afford a train ticket.
So he went by bike.  He set off in December, weeks before Chinese New Year.  But he was uneducated and couldn’t read maps.  So he got a bit lost.  30 days into his journey, he was stopped in Anhui Province when he tried to cycle on a highway, and realised that he had been going for hundreds of miles in the wrong direction.  He was 500 km off course.
Touched by his story, the police and workers at the highway tollbooth contributed a little money each, and bought the man a train ticket home.
All’s well that ends well.  I only hope they gave him very clear directions to the train station. 

Vocabulary:
to put something into perspective - to see the true size or extent of something by comparing it with something else
a migrant worker – someone who moves long distances to find or do work
to set off – to begin a journey
to be off course – when following a route, or planned trip, to have gone to the wrong place
a tollbooth – a small room or window for collecting money, especially to use a road or cross a bridge
“All’s well that ends well” – A proverb taken from a Shakespeare play, meaning that something is good if it ends well, even if there are difficulties along the way