
Sometimes I wonder what the farmers we work with are thinking when we show up to help them with their day's work. Initially, it must be a pretty strange idea for them. One day a mixed bag of young Japanese and foreigners starts fixing up an old house in your village. Next thing you know, they've moved in and word is spreading that they're offering free agricultural help. Free? Really? That can't be right.

And it isn't. Unless you consider friendship, cultural exchange, acceptance into a community, home cooked meals and wisdom worthless. In today's world, what I'm talking about is a lot harder to come by than money.

I have so much respect for the farmers that have accepted our help so far. Sometimes I think it's harder to accept other people's help than it is to give it-- the emotions involved in receiving something are decidedly more complex than those you have when giving something. Maybe it makes you feel a bit vulnerable or guilty or indebted. I'm grateful to them for getting past that and taking the risk of going somewhat against the grain, which is a big step in any society but especially here in Japan.

Take a look at the picture below:

That's Yuriko. She's in a big field of black soybeans cultivated by a lady named Oonishi-san who lives in the next village over. Try to imagine how it would feel to maintain this field (and quite a few others) by yourself as a 70-year-old. Everyone's different, but I think I'd feel a bit overwhelmed and lonely.

We were happy to help out. Pulling up the big weeds, hoeing in the smaller ones and piling up the soil around the young black bean plants was easy and fun with 8 people helping out. When you're doing work with your friends, tasks you might otherwise consider drudgery turns into something to look forward to.

This is Gen, the brains(?) behind the project, with Oonishi-san. At the end of the day, after eliminating every last speck of a weed from her fields, she seemed delighted. She said with a big smile on her face how proud she was of how clean her fields looked.

We were glad to oblige. I think we all look forward to going back to her place, especially after she brought out a basket of gleaming, sleek purple eggplants and told us she'd fry up a big batch of tempura for us to take home for dinner. She packed us a really nice basket chock full of rice balls, a richly flavorful dish of stewed green peppers, and a humongous pile of eggplant, green bean and mixed vegetable tempura with homemade dipping sauce.

This is the current crew, minus a couple of faces.
~~~posted by Anna~~~!
I can't even imagine how fulfilling and relaxing an experience it would be to be a part of this project. The peace. Thanks for sharing it!
ReplyDelete--Amanda