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ISA TAJIMA AND FUJI

ISA TAJIMA AND FUJI

Life in Other Places...#1

Imera came over yesterday to do some cleaning for MamaCharlie. She is a fanatic cleaner and wanted to do it as a kind of Christmas present for her good friend. So we were up late the night before, doing some cleaning so Imera wouldn't think we weren't cleaning at all. Before I went to bed that night, I sat up talking with MamaCharlie about a variety of things. One of the things was the idea of cleaning before the cleaner showed up. It reminded me of the period in my life when we had a maid.

The Chief came down on orders for Japan and ten days later he was there. We were left behind to do the pack-out, get the shots, the passports, wait on orders, board the plane and fly. That took about two months. The Chief met us at Tachikawa AFB and took us to our new house in Hayama. If you have seen the old movie, "Sayonara", you have seen Hayama. Much of the location shots were done in the Hayama-Zushi area. Living on the "economy" (military lingo for living among the natives, not in the little USA communities usually referred to as "housing")in Japan was a culture shock. The first Japanese person I personally met was a retired Geisha named Fuji who owned a beauty shop in Hayama and acted as a cultural liaison between newly arrived military families and the local neighbors. She tried to get families involved in the activities of life in Hayama and to ease them into the local expections. If you lived on the economy, you were classified as either a "Numba one" family, which meant you were assimilating and accomodating, or a "Numba ten" family, which meant you were not. Or worse, you were arrogant and had a "we-won-the-war" mentality.

One of the things that was hard to adjust to was the idea that we were suddenly a wealthy family...by comparison, anyway. And as such, certain considerations were expected of us, the most important of which was to hire a maid. This was necessary not only because a family of our status should have a maid, but also to support the economy of our neighborhood by putting a deserving lady to work. At first, Betty Lou resisted until Fuji-san explained that it would really disappoint the community and reflect poorly on our family if we didn't have a maid. So she relented and Fuji introduced us to a lady and a wage was agreed upon and a start date established. And we were called to service, cleaning the little house from top to bottom. Betty Lou didn't want the new maid to think we lived in a dirty house.

Early on the morning of her first day, Isa Tajima showed up to assume her duties as our maid. We had to be roused up early (it was summertime, no school!!) to make our beds, round up the dirties, and clean things up. We spent a few minutes saying our hellos and all that. Then Isa, who preferred to be called "Mama-san", looked around the house, noted where everything was located, looked under the beds where the dustbunnies had been evicted an hour before, saw the washing machine churning away with the latest dirty clothes, the clean dishes stacked in the drainer, and all the gleaming hardwood floors. She came back to the living room, where we waited patiently, and, with a quizzical look on her face, asked Betty Lou, "What you want me to do?"

For the next two years, Mama-san was much more than a maid. She was a life-guide, coach, interpreter, teacher and friend. She would go shopping with Betty Lou, chiding the merchants and jabbering a million miles an hour and getting the absolute lowest price on every purchase. If Betty Lou bought something on her own, bartering vigorously as Mama-san had taught her, Mama-san would tsk and shake her head and claim Betty Lou had spent too much. There were days when Betty Lou felt embarassed at how little she paid for some items, but Mama-san was fiercely protective and loyal and would allow no gouging.

We became involved with Isa's family. Her husband had been a professor in Tokyo before the war. When we met them, he was a gardener. They lived in a small house on the edge of Hayama with several children. I don't recall how many there were; I do remember one brother. And there was Amy. Isa's daughter Amy was beautiful and aspired to be in movies. She had an opportunity to audition for a role in a movie being shot locally, but needed a new dress, something that would make her look really foxy. Betty Lou gave her a red dress that did the trick and Amy got the part.

Other than some simple quirks, like refusing to put milk in the mashed potatoes, or some personality quirks, like muttering about things as she scurried about, association with Mama-san was equivalent to a college-level course on Japanese life and culture.

I look at our stay in Japan as one of the best times in our family. My dad, The Chief, was able to overcome his experiences and feelings about the Japanese, his deadly enemy of only thirteen years before, and embrace the opportunity to be in a new environment, a new lifestyle. Betty Lou overcame her reluctance to have a maid in service to her and gained a life-long friend. Little Sister, locally a favorite of almost rock star popularity, and I were exposed to a whole new world, a pretty danged cool one, too. We danced on the beach in summer festivals, shopped in markets and stores, travelled on trains and buses to amazing places (I have stood face to face with the Great Buddha in Kamakura and walked through the Ginza in Tokyo). And every step of the way we were tutored and trained by Isa and Fuji. They made our lives rich...richer than we ever believed they could be.

 

betty lou and fujibig fat daddy amy and isa

Betty Lou and Fuji                                     BFD, Amy, and Isa

 

 

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Reply #26 Top

Have a merry christmas! I wish you lots of fun and a good time with  your families - and that the weather won't be too bad to make travel difficult.

God bless

Ruth

Reply #27 Top

Utilities are a local thing for the most part.  Each community has their own way of charging for them.  We pay a rate based on usage and the city charges a fee for run off...but we don't live in the city.  Our community is almost entirely fed from wells.  

The big city water usage is an issue almost everywhere.  Las Vegas gets most of its water from canals, I think.  Some of the fountains there lose more water in evaporation than most households use in a month.  But dollars speak louder than need and politicians honor the almighty dollar.  

I personally think there is more than enough water to go around, it is not very well managed.  We recently went through a five year period that was locally called a "drought".  During that drought my basement flooded twice and more than a dozen times we watched water that was ankle deep running down our street.  Where did it go?  Into Fountain Creek and on down the road to the reservoir in Pueblo.  Water storage and usage depends on how the snowcap melts and how well it is preserved.  In a year when we don't get enough snow, the powers that be put restrictions on water usage...while their sprinklers go off in the park, even when it rains.  It is a complicated problem.  If you don't grow, your economy stagnates.  If you do grow, you gotta provide water and gas and electric and all that.

Frohliche Weihnachten, my friend.  Hope you have a fun time.

Reply #28 Top

Utilities are a local thing for the most part.
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BFD is correct.  In most places, your water is either well (in which case you just have to make sure the well does not run dry) or metered.  I was very surprised to learn that is not always the case, and indeed one of the places where water is charged on a flat fee basis (it is just a montly fee regardless of usage) is in the Desert of california!  I believe a similar case exists in Phoenix AZ since it is a crime to let your lawn die there! (That is the desert as well).

Froeliche Weihnachten as well!

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one of the places where water is charged on a flat fee basis (it is just a montly fee regardless of usage) is in the Desert of california! I believe a similar case exists in Phoenix AZ since it is a crime to let your lawn die there! (That is the desert as well).
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That doesn't make sense - why do you have to have a lawn in the desert in the first place? Or golf courses..

Thanks for the information

 

Reply #30 Top

That doesn't make sense -
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Welcome to American law. ;)

Reply #31 Top

That doesn't make sense
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That sounds almost as strange to you as sweeping the sidewalk and streets in front of your home or business sounds to us.