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The Flyjin and the Fallout
One gamer finds solace in Fallout 3 in the wake of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear disaster.
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Well... that sounds familiar...
I was working in Northern Kanto at that time. I'd only been there for two weeks when the tsunami happened. I was teaching a class of four year olds when it did happen. To my credit, I just kept the class going during the earthquake. The kids didn't realise what was going on, and I'm sure they'll always wonder why earthquakes remind them of the colour orange for the rest of their lives.
I finished the day normally... kind of. Say this about the Japanese; they stick to routine, and will come to class even in a crisis. Couldn't get to my apartment in Kanagawa (over an hour of travel at the best of times), so I spent the night at the school.
I managed to get back to my apartment the next day, and let people know that I was in fact, still alive. Found out one of my closest friends was particularly worried, and, well, that's another story. It was at this point, that my school stopped communicating with me. I waited around for a week with frequent power cuts, not sure if my school was still running or not. In the end, with my family's constant demands (and my brother having a panic attack over the phone), I left.
I had the guilt of course. A few days after I left the country, the school finally got in contact with me. A month later I went back. Biggest mistake I ever made. The school was hugely unprofessional, and I was insanely bored in Japan. Everything was very convenient, and nice. The people polite, and the students studious. God it was dull. And there was the other long story with my friend to consider. So, after a few months, I left again.
I don't mean to say that I don't like Japan. It's a great place to grow up in. It's very safe (apart from the obvious exceptions), and the food is pretty good. But it's like living in a bubble. I've gotten used to a more exciting style of life in South East Asia, where just crossing the road is an adventure in itself.
And being an English teacher was so unfulfilling. People in Vietnam, where I work now, who learn English, are more desperate. They want to learn English with a passion that the Japanese just can't match. They need to. Their futures often depend on it. Some of the kids here are desperate to leave the country. In Japan, at my school, the majority of students were there to learn for holidays. A lot of them were just old ladies there for something to do in the evening. They didn't need my help, as much as they do here.
It's funny. When I was younger, I always wanted to live in Japan. I was in to anime, Japanese games and culture. I even speak Japanese quite well. But now... I guess I've grown up. Japan was my young boy dream. Now I'm living in Vietnam. It was the best decision I ever made.
Do I feel guilty about abandoning Japan? At the time I did. That's why I went back. But they don't need me there. I can't do as much good. I don't feel guilty any more.