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Japanese lessons–of culture or humor?

I should be packing for our one-year move to Tennessee. So naturally, I’m on my computer instead–acting as if I’m preparing for a trip to Japan.

It started when a Chinese-American friend posted this escalatingly funny Japanese video with chopsticks instruction.

This sent me searching for others in the “Japanese Tradition” series. I’ve learned so much today about:

  • The Japanese Tradition–apologizing
    “Ojigi: The rudimentary apology for upstanding citizens. . .  back bent to 45 degrees. Common mistake: 35 degrees is a greeting.”
  • The Japanese Tradition–origami
    “A showdown between rival masters is traditionally called a ‘fold-off.’ . . . [When there is a tie], this is called “folding the match.’”
  • The Japanese Tradition–sushi
    “Sushi is served on Japanese sandals called ‘geta.’ The geta is sterilized first so it safe to eat from. Some people then wear them home.”

Hmmm. I’m thinking I’ll need additional lessons before I decide to go to Japan again.

How about it, Japanese friends and those who’ve been there? Anything to add?

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China then and now–Children

Recently Joann and I talked about the Esther Expedition at the monthly gathering of the China Outreach Ministries near the University of Minnesota. We’ve told our story several times to different groups, but this was the first time to a mainly Chinese audience.

We included a few slides of then-and-now photos– shots we took trying to duplicate pictures in Esther Nelson’s albums, 1924-1951.

Afterward, one Chinese student asked if we could show more of those. I promised him I’d post some. For today, I’ve gather some shots of children.

In the early 1930s, Esther wrote home asking if someone could send designs for a kiddie car that she could give a local woodworker. In December 1936, she wrote: I do have so much enjoyment at Christmas time in making things and giving to the children. I knit a couple of suits for two children, had two kiddie cars made for others . . . 

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Here are a couple of kiddie cars in 2012:

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Nelson Kiddie car

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In Esther’s day, baskets carried many things, including babies. Today too.

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Baskets also weren’t and aren’t bad for keeping tabs on baby on the ground too.

Nelson baby basket

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Little boys in every generation seem to be unsmiling about dressing up.

1940s. Photo by George Cole, colleague of Esther Nelson

1940s. Photo by George Cole, colleague of Esther Nelson

2012

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In cold weather, you still can see toddlers dressed in thick quilted clothes, chin to toe. And that’s indoors too where it may be as cold as outdoors. At this point, I’m going to mention something that will seem perfectly normal to most of my Chinese readers, and quite the opposite to most of the rest of you. Look at the red pants of the modern-day little girl. There’s a gap in the middle. She’s in church, so there’s cloth (the white center section) wadded in there, but otherwise, there’d be nothing–just an open middle from front waist to back waist, as you can see in last photo, taken last year.

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Well, that’s all there is for today, so I guess there’s just one thing left to say:

The End.

Esther Expedition: “Begging us not to go”

Esther Expedition

What remains of the life and ministry of Esther Nelson and her fellow missionaries? That is one of the big questions I had in mind throughout our Esther Expedition in China in March.

Of all the places where Esther Nelson lived and worked, Huili seems to have the healthiest, most thriving church. Even though we know God works in many ways to build his church, the missionaries are certainly part of the heritage in Huili.

The number of meeting points is one measure of the life of the church. In a town the size of Huili these days, there is probably only one registered church, if any at all. The government may grant permission for the church to have meeting points where one of the church’s pastors preaches periodically.

The pastor named 11 towns where there are meeting points of the Huili church. Ideally, each of these has a local leader who teaches when the pastor isn’t there. This is an amazing number for a rather isolated town.

Old women staring at us. Imagine what a curiosity Esther must have seemed.

Two of those meeting points are in towns that Esther names–”outstations” where she went with the gospel, and where the gospel is still spoken at the church’s meeting point.

Traveling the road between Xichang and Huili, we stopped and walked along the old main street of Yimen, which Esther called Emen (photos). We were the only foreigners there and it’s not likely there have been many in the years since Esther trekked 18-20 rugged miles over the mountains to get there and to walk along that same street.

 

May 5, 1949 – Huili

Well, I have done some visiting around of late.  I took [a nice long walk] to Emen, fifty li north of us. My coolie woman and her son came with me. Emen [Yimen] is just a small village of but one street long. Most of the people living there are tillers of the land, some are inn keepers, others are business men, but they all need the Lord tho they do not realize it.

The afternoon of our arrival we rested. The next morning I was out on the street early talking to the people and children. They were interested and listened earnestly. I talked until my throat was dry and harsh. Then I went for a little rest. Later my woman and I went out around the village visiting the homes ’round about.  Some places we came to, they begged us to tell them more, begging us not to go, but when we must go, they asked us to come again. We gave tracts and gospels to those who could read and they were delighted to get them.

Perhaps Esther’s testimony there is part of the reason a Gospel witness remains in Yimen.
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Esther Expedition: huili — seeds

Esther Expedition

In missionary biography, it’s easy to focus on the big things and overlook the things that help everyday life go on.

This springtime season reminds me of one recurring topic in Esther’s letters from Huili. Alongside the reports of sowing the seeds of the Gospel were the requests for seeds to nourish the body–seeds to share with local farmers and for the 2 gardens she tended. One was in the church compound, the other in the chapel compound down the street.

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4/15/48 — Huili

I wrote you about sending vegetable seeds some time back.  Please send a package of each kind of vegetable as red onions, rutabagas and others, lima beans and others I did not mention. . . .

We have vegetables here but of very little variety–only about 3 kinds on market all thru and one gets so tired of them, so would like to get some started here, also watermelon and different melons etc.

5/21/48 – Huili

My tomatoes are now blooming, lettuce is up, cabbage is small, not doing well. They have a very scant variety of vegetables so want to get seeds out to the farmers. . .

 

7/30/49 — Huili

We have been enjoying tomatoes & cucumbers out of our garden at the church. We also have peaches now. I have canned some. We have so enjoyed the crabapples here this summer. We have baked them and they are grand. I canned 8 or 9- jars of them. The only fruit we get to can here is crabapples and peaches.

8/14/49 — Huili

I am just getting my fall garden ready. Some beans, peas, and lettuce are just coming up. . . . I hope things grow so that I get new seeds. If I am able to stay on here I would like some rhubarb seed. . . .  Our watermelon plant is growing. It is very small and just blooming now so am afraid it will do nothing. My cucumbers were not very good. May do better next planting.

10/22/50 — Huili

I wonder if you would put a few lettuce (head) seeds and a few beet seeds in a letter and send on. My other seeds dried out from too much rain. I would like  getting them started again. Thanks heaps.

4/20/51 — Huili

It will soon warm up. I have been planting tomato plants these days. Our cauliflower is now heading. We have just a very few in our garden but it’s nice to have them as this time of year there is not much on street.

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Nowadays, Esther wouldn’t need to ask for seeds to be sent from home. If she walked along the old streets of Huili today, she’d find more than one shop lined with packets of every kind of vegetable seed she’d want.

 

 

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Esther Expedition: Huili — getting there

Addition: We arrived in Huili just one day after the 64th anniversary of Esther Nelson’s arrival there. For us it was March 9, 2012. For Esther it was March 8, 1948. (I was 2-1/2 months old then).

Esther Expedition – March 2012

It was a rough road 3 months ago from Xichang up to Huili. And I do mean up–over 4 ranges, each higher than the last. Once we got to the mountains the good road looked like the photo to the right here. Pavement not too bad, but watch out for the edges. In this shot, the drop-off is only a few feet. My eyes were shut too tight for taking photos when we were  skimming the edges of the non-guardrail real dropoffs.

What really tears up the road is the heavy trucks, hauling coal from near the top of one of those ranges. For miles, the potholes were the smoothest part of the ride. The  small car we were driving in kept hitting bottom–hard. Paul, the owner and driver, assured us there was a protective cover. Good thing, else we’d have been paying for lots more than his time.

The trucks groan to the top and then descend the other side in a cloud of steam, produced by the device that sprays their brakes to keep them from burning up on the downhill stretches. At filling stations, truck drivers don’t just fill with gas, but also with water for those brake coolers.

Still, once again as we compared our trip with Esther Nelson’s, we came out easy. Our ride took a long morning; hers was 2 long days. Here’s her description of  traveling the same route. Don’t miss the Minnesota-style irony when she says the roads are fine.

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Wednesday, March 10, 1948

I left Sichang [Xichang] on Sunday morning, or rather noon for it was noon before we got away altho we were told to present ourselves at 8:30 in morning. I do not like starting out on any trip or journey on Sunday but at times we can not help it, we have to go when bus leaves or wait an several weeks. Perhaps that would be the thing to do but sometimes it seems not.  I wish you could see the thing they call a bus and  the way they load it.  I did take the picture of it but only about half the people were on as I had to take it when we stopped and some were off before I was ready.

Found on the way to Huili--Esther's "bus" still running?

The bus here is an open truck, and first freight and baggage are packed in, then the people scramble on top as fast as they can and squeeze in like sardines or even more so. I was fortunate this time to be allowed to sit in the cab part with the driver but that too was crowded as we were four people and a baby besides four or five large wash basins, my typewriter, my shopping bag full of last minute things (the one Odette gave me), and half a dozen other things under and on our feet, or in our laps.

The roads were in rather poor repair which of course is nothing new. The truck traveled without his hood as it had to be off so that the two men sitting one on either side of the hood part could coax the truck along, sometimes feeding it gas, sometimes oil, sometimes tying the broken wires together and sometimes burning alcohol to get it hot. Always the cranker had to be used, sometimes putting stones under wheels as the brakes were worked on.

It is wonderful how they can manage and the truck chocks away at a fair speed and thankful I am that it can not go faster.  We did have a good driver this time. We had a difficult time getting started.  The truck was packed way beyond its capacity, the people sitting on top of the hood and everywhere, even having their feet hanging over the top of the cab so that the driver could hardly see the road at times.

I wish you could see the roads. Well they are fine.

Going up the higher hills the people had to get off and walk up, and over most of the bridges they walked. We were getting along well when at about one o’clock or so we arrived at a place where the small bridge had been removed to build the one on the further side leaving this one a big gap with no boards or planks or even stones to fill it up with It took all of an hour to dicker with the people who were to’ have had it in repair to get them to get it fixed up and then at quite a sum of money.  (This was a public bus and roads should be prepared.) The men began coming from every direction carrying heavy planks, tree trunks and boards and in another hour we were ready to proceed on our way, none the worse for our wait in the sun. Some even went and had their dinner.

Dechang now ("Tei Chang" to Esther)

I had to stop and move out of the sun it seems to shine into every corner and is quite hot.  The flies too, are a nuscians (?  My dictionary is in Shanghai!).

We arrived at Tei Chang [Dechang] at about 4:30 p.m. but had to stop here for the night, as if we went on we could not make the next good stopping place, so another two hours were lost.

It was almost a panic getting off for sleeping. Places are not too many and each one wants a good one. It’s every one scramble for himself.  I got off but too much of a scramble for me so let the greater number get away before I tried to get at my baggage, two suitcases, one box of a few tin things, and my bed bundle, consisting of a coverless quilt, steamer rug, wash basin and toilet articles, my green coat, and several other things that did not get room in suitcases, wrapped in a large oil sheet. When I finally got in I was sent up on the loft which was not all finished, as yet only a little more than half having floor. I saw some straw in a corner and hurried over and got a large two hands full and put it the other corner right next to a paperless window (Paperless means glassless) Then I put my bed bundle there also. The rest I left in a room downstairs. The only stairs was a ladder. I scrambled down this several times before I could get two boiled eggs and a little bowl of rice, and some warm peanuts for my supper and lunch. Then turned in for the night but I was so tired that I did not stop to open my bed bundle but just spread the straw, used my bag of things as a pillow, my coat as covering and off I went to dream land with my 23 million dollars under my head.

We were off early so I was so glad I did not have to stop and tie up my bed bundle. I noticed some of the others did as I did about opening bedding. Today our hills or mountains were some what higher climbs and all day long we circled around in the mountains, with some sudden hair pin turns, caved-in roads and so on. Long before we were anywhere near Hweili [Huili] we borrowed alcohol from another bus going in other direction but long before we got in we were feeding the truck pouring in a little at the time from a bottle. This was found too tedious so they stopped and uncovered some in the truck but they were too stingy with it so it only lasted a short distance but as luck would have it we were going downhill all the way so coasted down.  When we got to the other side of Hweili where it was flat we stopped to send into town for alcohol. This was a mile or more to town which we were expected to walk. It was just dusk so another scramble to get away before dark.  I got a carrier for my baggage and off we went to town and to the church.

I have arrived.  Thank the Lord.

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There are more photos of the road between Xichang and Huili.

Huili ("Hweili" to Esther) -- late 1940s

Huili today

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Esther Expedition: Huili — Esther’s house?

My laptop is living up to its name by sitting in my lap while I sit on the love seat in my living room. So it’s a good time for some virtual travel. One virtue of virtual travel is that we can be together in Europe one moment, and then fly the next moment to China.

A few days ago I heard of someone who was in China and would be traveling to Huili, Sichuan Province. She is related to one of the families who was serving there at the same time as Esther Nelson. Esther was there  1948-1951.

Sending some Huili information to her reminded me that I hadn’t yet uploaded any of my photos from Huili or posted anything here about that significant place.

Today, let’s just visit the church.

The Huili  church building is entered through the courtyard behind some businesses that face the street. The church owns the businesses (one is called the Gospel Snack Shop or

something like that) and rents them for income.

We showed up without notice just when a small meeting was about to begin in the balcony area. We were greeted first with kindly curiosity. Their interest and enthusiasm grew as we explained our reason for being there and showed them the “Esther Nelson’s China” photobook that traveled in the back pocket of my vest.

They told us that there had been an old missionary house where the altar of the church is now, and they thought that must have where Esther Nelson and Flora Mae Duncan lived.

Perhaps that was Esther’s house, but I’m not sure becasue a letter from that time says they lived in a house behind the chapel, which was a different building.

Around town later, we showed a 1949 photo of the chapel building and asked a number of people in the streets or in shops where the chapel building was–the former bank building that the Baptists bought to use for classes and other gatherings besides the usual church services.
Finally, someone put the pieces together and pointed us to a place a few hundred yards down the street from the church building. The old building isn’t there any more, but in the courtyard, you can see the top edge of an old house over a wall. It’s in the right place, in the right courtyard behind the former site of the right building, so it might have been Esther’s house. It wasn’t accessible at the time I spotted it.

White building is where chapel used to be

Roof of old house, just visible over long low wall

 

 

 

 

 

 

And there are more Huili Church photos too.

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East meets west

You may have thought that when I came to Europe, I was leaving the  Esther Expedition behind for a while. Not possible. Esther’s world seems to follow me wherever I go.

Joann, my travel companion in China in March, had been fascinated to discover that the Lutheran World Federation in the 1940s operated a charter plane, which they named the St. Paul. Ever since then, she’s been researching the history and story of the Lutheran Airline, as she called it.

Now here’s where east meets west (if you use your imagination). Earlier this week for the second leg of our flight to Geneva, the carrier was a regional affiliate of Lufthansa.

After we arrived, as soon as I had Internet, I emailed Joann: “There is a Lutheran airline–Augsburg Airways–and here’s the plan of salvation they make available to each passenger.” (Augsburg is to Lutherans as Westminster is to Presbyterians–Lutheran churches, colleges, publishers, nursing homes named Augsburg, and now apparently an airline!)

Some discussion of the name followed. Augsburg Airways is obviously ELCA, because LCMS would have been Concordia. Air is good–it’s appropriate that Christians should meet in the air, doncha think? But why Airways when we know there’s just one way?

Enough!

Here’s the scoop Joann just posted on the real flying Lutherans–the ones in China.

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Esther Expedition: Shanghai neighbors?

Esther Expedition

Way back at the beginning of March (seems months ago), the first amazing discovery of the Expedition was the house that used to be the Lutheran Hostel. Esther stayed there in 1924 when she entered China for the first time.

Here’s an article about a house of similar age. Compare my pictures of the Lutheran Hostel with those in the story. The houses could have had the same designer and been built at the same time, with the former hostel as the smaller, less elegant sister . . . tile entry floor . . . grand stairway . . . bikes parked under stairs . . . arched windows . . .

It’s not hard to imagine that the story of the Lutheran house parallels that of the formerly grand house in Sue Anne Tay’s article, especially in the last few decades.

I wish I knew if “her” house is in the same neighborhood as “mine.”

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Hit the track, Jack

Only a couple of days ago, I revealed my secret love of train travel.  In that video of my rail travel in China, I threw in some train-window countryside views.

That’s one of the beauties of going by train–seeing the land, the cities, the people, the cows–whatever’s near the tracks. You can see some of that traveling by car, but not so much if you’re the driver.

Anyway, just after my train post, this one caught my eye at Gadling, one of the travel blogs I follow: Six of the Most Scenic Train Trips in Europe.

I’ve done their #6–London to Edinburgh. And I’ve traveled in Germany, Switzerland, Holland, and France–though not on the particular lines recommended in the post.

So . . . Trains . . . Beautiful scenery . . . and I’ll be in Europe next month . . .

Whether or not I can travel the particular routes, I am hereby reminded to try to get in some train time. There’s so much to see.

QUESTION FOR YOU: WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE TRAIN ROUTE, THAT YOU’VE TAKEN OR WISH YOU COULD SOMEDAY??

Chork, chork, chork

Sounds like a three-stooges laugh? Nope. It’s the revolutionary way for an inept American to avoid starvation in various countries on the other side of the Pacific.

Note: The use of this tool is strictly forbidden for anyone on the American in China weight loss plan.

 

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