When I decided to take up Japanese instead Arabic, my late father wasn’t pleased. Suffered from stroke which made speech difficult, I only saw it in his eyes. As a child, my dad often told me stories during the Japanese occupation. He was clearly not at all impress with them. That explained the reason why he only befriended our Australian neighbour and not the Japanese. Though I only love the food he loved, love to wear pants as he did, the Japanese however really impress me.
It all began when my Japanese teacher came to class with fascinating gadgets like a chalk holder which was conveniently hung around her neck.
Fortunately for me, my work requires me to travel. Though the 5 years lesson of Japanese did not benefit me much, I enjoy watching the TV programs. Everything about them and the products they produce are effective and efficient.
So when I am required to make a trip to Japan, my biggest suitcase will come with me. The 100 yen shop which sells items for only 100 yen each (approx. rm3) is my shopping haven. They seemed to have thought of every single thing from an angled broom to deodorant specially formulated for cabinets underneath the sink. From onion bags to cats temperature card. From self watering plant device to portable ashtrays and the list goes on and on.
The food, the gadgets in the hotels’ rooms, the bus systems, the people, etc,etc,etc left me with my jaw hanging to my chest.
In short, Japan is an awesome experience for me. However, if a job opportunity arises for me in Japan, I’ll pass. I don’t think I can cope with the efficient, service orientated, well disciplined people I admire.
Being home will always be my number 1 favorite experience..