Well, it’s time for the holiday cheer to start getting to me. I have heard my fair share of Mariah Carey’s “All I want for Christmas is You” along with a good dose of Wham!’s “Last Christmas.” If either one of these festive songs doesn’t ring an immediate bell for you, I suggest you get your nostalgic reminder via youtube.com. There’s a lot of big 90’s hair going on…ho ho ho.
Christmas is a little different here, so I want to fill you in on a bit of the details. Let’s start with food. Almost everyone that you talk to here in Japan is going to buy an extremely fancy Christmas cake. Strangely, the ordering forms are found at local convenience stores. Go figure. For the main course, it’s fried chicken. That means that the highest selling day for the ever popular KFC Japan is Christmas. There’s apparently something so wonderfully ‘American Christmas’ about cake and fried chicken so they just leave it at that and are happy to eat a little junk food in our honor.
What else is different? Well, couples often go out on romantic Christmas dates. In the US, families get together and even travel great distances to be close. Here, there is a big campaign for lovers to retreat into a halo of holly. There aren’t the same Christian roots in Japan that Christmas was founded on, so it’s more of a fun, festive holiday than a chance to dust off the nativity scene.
New Year’s, on the other hand, is spent with family, and many people make special treats and have certain rituals that they preform around this time of year. The big cleaning happens now, unlike the spring cleaning of the US. Also, many people get together to make mochi, or smushed sticky rice.
In fact, last week, I went to the boondocks to make mochi with my host family and a few other Japanese families. A couple of highlights were:
1) My host mom’s daughter pulled a hair from my sweater and ran to her friends to give her friends a look. Apparently, a non-black hair looked like a golden treasure to her and she wanted to show it off.
2) A young girl was looking at me shyly all day and I could tell she wanted to talk. Finally, she walks up to me and asks me how to say “unko” in English. I look at my host mom and ask, “What’s unko?” She says, “It’s poop.” “Poop,” I tell the little girl, and she runs off.
Well, I am headed for Thailand later this week. For any family reading this, I sure will miss you – please send xmas photos! For everyone – enjoy the holidays and hey, maybe your New Year’s resolution could be to learn how to say something childish in Japanese…