Sunday, 3 February 2008

Gothic



For the third time in history the term Gothic, originally a European tribe accounted for the downfall of the western roman empire and henceforth used as a derogatory term for uncivilized, unmannered, cultureless and tasteless made its revival for a movement mainly among young people.

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節分 The Bean Throwing Festival

I had yet again the chance to participate in a very interesting and nice traditional Japanese festival originating in Shinto religion. But when I opened my apartment door on the morning of that day, all was white. For the first time, since my arrival in Atsugi snow has fallen and stayed on the ground. I rejoiced and looked forwards to going to the Shrine now even more.
If it wouldn't have been for the festival, I would have asked Hong Lun to build a snowman with me, but maybe we find time for that another day (the next day the snow was gone though).
However once I went back into my room, I found Emails in my mailbox from my friends complaining: "There is some strange white stuff out there, I will not go." "It is cold outside, I will not go" "Mika, the wheather is sooo bad, I don't want to go".
*sigh* Some people miss some dreaming here! For the first time (for us) snow has transformed grey clad Atsugi in a wonderful white new world. And that is what I replied, I did not tell them to go, but that I would even more look forward to go with all the snow! And so one by one they succumbed to their inner dreaming child and agreed to go! Thus five people started to the station and set course for the Jinja (shrine) in 伊勢原 Isehara, because it had a special event scheduled: The priests invited four famous Sumo Rikishi to participate in the religious practices. That seems normal in Japan, where the gap between priests and people seems not as deep as in Christianity.
日々他神社 Hibitajinja is quite high on a plateau rising up to mount 大山 Ooyama. Although we were the only ones in the bus, the shrine was really well visited.



Snow Snow! Real Snow!

節分 Setsubun





Hibita Shrine in Isehara

The Setsubun festival includes a lot of fun activities, which makes it especially attractive for children, but as elderly people told me at the festival: It is no less fun for grown ups.
In a first part beans seem to fulfill three purposed:

1. You eat as many beans, as you are years old.
2. You throw as many beans, as you are years old, at demon.
3. You throw as many beans, as you are old, in your room at home.

This is especially important and powerful if the current Chinese Zodiac year is a cycle year for you, that means the year has the same zodiac than your birth year (12 - 24 - 36 - 48 - ...).



this year is the year of the rat

It did not match any of our ages, but we did as described anyway. So after counting and eating beans:

1 ... 2 ... 3... 23

we waited for the demons. This is one of the central points of the festival. Before the demons appear a vast amount of Shinto priests would enter the inner sanctum of the shrine and start a prayer / ceremony. The first attraction was of course seeing Sumo Rikishi clothed in Shinto priest garments walking side by side with the priests looking like giants between ants. They entered the inner sanctum and joined the ceremony naturally.



Shinto priests



together with Sumo Rikishi





entering the shrine for prayer

The suddenly a big Gong was to be heard and from the temple emerged two hideous screaming creatures in bright colors. We started throwing beans at them, the traditional way to chase away demons from the temple, from our home, from our city and our hearts. So the demons fled in terror out of the temple and the people rejoiced.



The demons came



threatened us with clubs



and then disappointed and depressed that no one was scarred left the shrine



When it is cold, you make a fire



people anticipating ...



.. the coming of the priests and Sumo Rikishi



and they cameth and throweth tha beans



and tha golden coins unto tha people

We weren't sure if it was over by that, but the people stayed and eagerly stayed and starred at wooden stage, which started to fill with Shinto priests, the Sumo Rikishi and some of the wives or mothers. They would scream some phrases, hard to understand for me, and the people joined in. Then they started throwing things into the crowd. Little sacks with beans and something wrapped in white cloth. The sacks are probably the beans for your room at home, but what was inside the white cloth. I supposed a kind of お守り Omamori (a lucky charm) and tried to get one. Easier said then done, because the people no matter the aged jumped at those tiny white bags even if they would get all dirty or lie in the mud. Old ladies proofed our fiercest enemy, it was almost impossible to be faster quicker and more ruthless then they. But eventually we would also get hold of one, two or some even of three. Woo!

We made ready to leave, when we saw people lining up for something. Oh apparently you can trade your white bags for something else. Then we realized that the people all held small gold coins in their hands. So we opened the white bags and found the same kind of gold coins inside. They are called 小判 Koban (little gold coin). After waiting for a while, we saw people trading the 小判 for lottery papers. Oh so we could win something? When I got my two lots I realized that every lot is a winner. What a nice idea! No one looses. Once opened the lots contained all kind of useful prices from toilet paper to noodles and soy sauce. There was also a big price: A mountain bike.



Ryan,



Hong Lun,



Youngki,



Wendy,



and me taking lottery lots

I got のり Nori (the sea weed wrap for Sushi and Onogiri) and a flower. Wendy, our Chinese intern, furthermore gave me her 納豆 Natto (fermented soy beans). Nobody of us got the bike, but all got nice and useful stuff. Youngki even got beer and Hong Lun Sake.

And thus people returned to their homes ladden, like having been to a super market, but having had a great time with chasing demons and grabbing gold coins!

Practicing jumping and grabbing for next year
mika
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Saturday, 2 February 2008

Frau Holle

Here is my contribution to the first fairy tale exchange, the tale of Frau Holle, Goldmarie and Pechmarie.

Frau Holle
(there is an english bersion below)



Eine Wittwe hatte zwei Töchter, davon war die eine schön und fleißig, die andere häßlich und faul. Sie hatte aber die häßliche und faule viel lieber, und die andere mußte alle Arbeit thun und war recht der Aschenputtel im Haus. Einmal war das Mädchen hingegangen, Wasser zu holen, und wie es sich bückte den Eimer aus dem Brunnen zu ziehen, bückte es sich zu tief und fiel hinein. Und als es erwachte und wieder zu sich selber kam, war es auf einer schönen Wiese, da schien die Sonne und waren viel tausend Blumen. Auf der Wiese gieng es fort und kam zu einem Backofen, der war voller Brot; das Brot aber rief: »ach! zieh mich 'raus, zieh mich 'raus, sonst verbrenn' ich, ich bin schon längst ausgebacken!« da trat es fleißig herzu und holte alles heraus. Darnach ging es weiter und kam zu einem Baum, der hing voll Aepfel und rief ihm zu: »ach! schüttel mich! schüttel mich! wir Aepfel sind allemiteinander reif!« Da schüttelt' es den Baum, daß die Aepfel fielen, als regenten sie, solang bis keiner mehr oben war, darnach ging es wieder fort. Endlich kam es zu einem kleinen Haus, daraus guckte eine alte Frau, weil sie aber so große Zähne hatte, ward ihm Angst und es wollte fortlaufen. Die alte Frau aber rief ihm nach: »fürcht dich nicht, liebes Kind, bleib bei mir, wenn du alle Arbeit im Haus ordentlich thun willst, so soll dirs gut gehn: nur mußt du recht darauf Acht geben daß du mein Bett gut machst, und es fleißig aufschüttelst, daß die Federn fliegen, dann schneit es in der Welt; ich bin die Frau Holle.« Weil die Alte so gut sprach, willigte das Mädchen ein und begab sich in ihren Dienst. Es besorgte auch alles nach ihrer Zufriedenheit und schüttelte ihr das Bett immer gewaltig auf, dafür hatte es auch ein gutes Leben bei ihr, kein böses Wort und alle Tage Gesottenes und Gebratenes. Nun war es eine Zeitlang bei der Frau Holle, da ward es traurig in seinem Herzen und ob es hier gleich viel tausendmal besser war, als zu Haus, so hatte es doch ein Verlangen dahin; endlich sagte es zu ihr: »ich habe den Jammer nach Haus kriegt, und wenn es mir auch noch so gut hier geht, so kann ich doch nicht länger bleiben.« Die Frau Holle sagte: »du hast Recht und weil du mir so treu gedient hast, so will ich dich selbst wieder hinaufbringen.« Sie nahm es darauf bei der Hand und führte es vor ein großes Thor. Das ward aufgethan und wie das Mädchen darunter stand, fiel ein gewaltiger Goldregen, und alles Gold blieb an ihm hängen, so daß es über und über davon bedeckt war. »Das sollst du haben, weil du so fleißig gewesen bist,« sprach die Frau Holle. Darauf ward das Thor verschlossen und es war oben auf der Welt da ging es heim zu seiner Mutter und weil es so mit Gold bedeckt ankam, ward es gut aufgenommen.

Als die Mutter hörte, wie es zu dem Reichthum gekommen, wollte sie der andern schönen und faulen Tochter gern dasselbe Glück verschaffen, und sie mußte sich auch in den Brunnen stürzen. Sie erwachte, wie die andere auf der schönen Wiese und ging auf demselben Pfad weiter. Als sie zu dem Backofen gelangte, schrie das Brod wieder: »ach! zieh mich 'raus, zieh mich 'raus, sonst verbrenn ich, ich bin schon längst ausgebacken!« die Faule aber antwortete: »da hätt' ich Lust, mich schmutzig zu machen!« und ging fort. Bald kam sie zu dem Apfelbaum, der rief: »ach! schüttel mich! schüttel mich! wir Aepfel sind alle mit einander reif« sie antwortete aber: »du kommst mir recht, es könnt mir einer auf den Kopf fallen!« ging damit weiter. Als sie vor der Frau Holle Haus kam, fürchtete sie sich nicht, weil sie von ihren großen Zähnen schon gehört hatte, und verdingte sich gleich zu ihr. Am ersten Tag that sie sich Gewalt an und war fleißig und folgte der Frau Holle, wenn sie ihr etwas sagte, denn sie gedachte an das viele Gold, daß sie ihr schenken würde; am zweiten Tag aber fing sie schon an zu faullenzen, am dritten noch mehr, da wollte sie Morgens gar nicht aufstehen, sie machte auch der Frau Holle das Bett schlecht und schüttelte es nicht recht, daß die Federn aufflogen. Das ward die Frau Holle bald müd und sagte der Faulen den Dienst auf. Die war es wohl zufrieden und meinte nun werde der Goldregen kommen, die Frau Holle führte sie auch hin zu dem Thor als sie aber darunter stand, ward statt des Golds ein großer Kessel voll Pech ausgeschüttet. »Das ist zur Belohnung deiner Dienste« sagte die Frau Holle und schloß das Thor zu. Da kam die Faule heim, ganz mit Pech bedeckt, und das hat ihr Lebtag nicht wieder abgehen wollen.


Translation:

Frau Holle

(Lady Holle)

A widow had two daughters, the one was beautiful and industrious, the other ugly and lazy. She greatly favored the ugly, lazy girl, because she was her own daughter. And the other one had to do all the work, and be the Cinderella of the house.

Every day the poor girl had to sit by a well, next to the highway, and spin so much that her fingers bled. Now it happened that one day the reel was completely bloody, so she dipped it in the well, to wash it off, but it dropped out of her hand and fell in. She cried, ran to her stepmother, and told her of the mishap. She scolded her so sharply, and was so merciless that she said, "Since you have let the reel fall in, you must fetch it out again."

Then the girl went back to the well, and did not know what to do. Terrified, she jumped into the well to get the reel. She lost her senses. And when she awoke and came to herself again, she was in a beautiful meadow where the sun was shining, and there were many thousands of flowers. She walked across this meadow and came to an oven full of bread. The bread called out, "Oh, take me out. Take me out, or I'll burn. I've been thoroughly baked for a long time." So she stepped up to it, and with a baker's peel took everything out, one loaf after the other.

After that she walked further and came to a tree laden with apples. "Shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe." cried the tree. So she shook the tree until the apples fell as though it were raining apples. When none were left in the tree, she gathered them into a pile, and then continued on her way.

Finally she came to a small house. An old woman was peering out from inside. She had very large teeth, which frightened the girl, and she wanted to run away. But the old woman called out to her, "Don't be afraid, dear child. Stay here with me, and if you do my housework in an orderly fashion, it will go well with you. Only you must take care to make my bed well and shake it diligently until the feathers fly, then it will snow in the world.* I am Frau Holle."

Because the old woman spoke so kindly to her, the girl took heart, agreed, and started in her service. The girl took care of everything to Frau Holle's satisfaction and always shook her featherbed vigorously until the feathers flew about like snowflakes. Therefore she had a good life with her: no angry words, and boiled or roast meat every day.

Now after she had been with Frau Holle for a time, she became sad. At first she did not know what was the matter with her, but at last she determined that it was homesickness. Even though she was many thousands of times better off here than at home, still she had a yearning to return. Finally she said to the old woman, "I have such a longing for home, and even though I am very well off here, I cannot stay longer. I must go up again to my own people."

Frau Holle said, "I am pleased that you long for your home again, and because you have served me so faithfully, I will take you back myself." With that she took her by the hand and led her to a large gate.

The gate was opened, and while the girl was standing under it, an immense rain of gold fell, and all the gold stuck to her, so that she was completely covered with it. "This is yours because you have been so industrious," said Frau Holle, and at the same time she gave her back the reel which had fallen into the well.

With that the gate was closed and the girl found herself above on earth, not far from her mother's house. And as she entered the yard the rooster, sitting on the well, cried:

Cock-a-doodle-doo,
Our golden girl is here anew.

Then she went inside to her mother, and as she arrived all covered with gold, she was well received, both by her mother and her sister. The girl told all that had happened to her, and when the mother heard how she had come to the great wealth, she wanted to achieve the same fortune for the other, the ugly and lazy daughter. She made her go and sit by the well and spin. And to make her reel bloody, the lazy girl pricked her fingers and shoved her hand into a thorn bush. Then she threw the reel into the well, and jumped in herself.

Like the other girl, she too came to the beautiful meadow and walked along the same path. When she came to the oven, the bread cried again, "Oh, take me out. Take me out, or else I'll burn. I've been thoroughly baked for a long time."

But the lazy girl answered, "As if I would want to get all dirty," and walked away.

Soon she came to the apple tree. It cried out, "Oh, shake me. Shake me. We apples are all ripe."

But she answered, "Oh yes, one could fall on my head," and with that she walked on.

When she came to Frau Holle's house, she was not afraid, because she had already heard about her large teeth, and she immediately began to work for her. On the first day she forced herself, was industrious, and obeyed Frau Holle, when she said something to her, because she was thinking about all the gold that she would give her. But on the second day she already began to be lazy, on the third day even more so, and then she didn't even want to get up in the morning. She did not make the bed for Frau Holle, the way she was supposed to, and she did not shake it until the feathers flew. Frau Holle soon became tired of this and dismissed her of her duties. This was just what the lazy girl wanted, for she thought that she would now get the rain of gold.

Frau Holle led her too to the gate. She stood beneath it, but instead of gold, a large kettle full of pitch spilled over her. "That is the reward for your services," said Frau Holle, and closed the gate.

Then the lazy girl went home, entirely covered with pitch. As soon as the rooster on the well saw her, he cried out:

Cock-a-doodle-doo,
Our dirty girl is here anew.

And the pitch stuck fast to her, and did not come off as long as she lived.

*Therefore in Hessen whenever it snows they say that Frau Holle is making her bed.

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桃太郎 Momotaro

I started a fairytale exchange with my language exchange partner, I told him the German fairytale of Frau Holle and he told me the Japanese Monogatari (~ fairytale) of

桃太郎 Momotaro
(English version below)



むかしむかし、あるところに、おじいさんとおばあさんが住んでいました。
　おじいさんは山へしばかりに、おばあさんは川へせんたくに行きました。
　おばあさんが川で洗濯をしていると、ドンブラコ、ドンブラコと、大きな桃が流れてきました。
「おや、これは良いおみやげになるわ」
　おばあさんは大きな桃をひろいあげて、家に持ち帰りました。
　そして、おじいさんとおばあさんが桃を食べようと桃を切ってみると、なんと、中から元気の良い男の赤ちゃんが飛び出してきました。
「これはきっと、神さまがくださったにちがいない」
　子どものいなかったおじいさんとおばあさんは、大喜びです。
　桃から生まれた男の子を、おじいさんとおばあさんは桃太郎と名付けました。
　桃太郎はスクスク育って、やがて強い男の子になりました。
　そしてある日、桃太郎が言いました。
「ぼく、鬼ヶ島(おにがしま)へ行って、わるい鬼を退治します」
　そして、おばあさんにきび団子を作ってもらうと、鬼ヶ島へ出かけました。
　旅の途中で、イヌに出会いました。
「桃太郎さん、どこへ行くのですか？」
「鬼ヶ島へ、鬼退治に行くんだ」
「それでは、お腰に付けたきび団子を１つ下さいな。おともしますよ」
　イヌはきび団子をもらい、桃太郎のおともになりました。
　そして、こんどはサルに出会いました。
「桃太郎さん、どこへ行くのですか？」
「鬼ヶ島へ、鬼退治に行くんだ」
「それでは、お腰に付けたきび団子を１つ下さいな。おともしますよ」
　そしてこんどは、キジに出会いました。
「桃太郎さん、どこへ行くのですか？」
「鬼ヶ島へ、鬼退治に行くんだ」
「それでは、お腰に付けたきび団子を１つ下さいな。おともしますよ」
　こうして、イヌ、サル、キジの仲間を手に入れた桃太郎は、ついに鬼ヶ島へやってきました。

　鬼ヶ島では、鬼たちが近くの村からぬすんだ宝物やごちそうをならべて、酒盛りの真っ最中です。
「みんな、ぬかるなよ。それ、かかれ！」
　イヌは鬼のおしりにかみつき、サルは鬼のせなかをひっかき、キジはくちばしで鬼の目をつつきました。
　そして桃太郎も、刀をふり回して大あばれです。
　とうとう鬼の親分が、
「まいったぁ、まいったぁ。こうさんだ、助けてくれぇ」
と、手をついてあやまりました。
　桃太郎とイヌとサルとキジは、鬼から取り上げた宝物をくるまにつんで、元気よく家に帰りました。
　おじいさんとおばあさんは、桃太郎の無事な姿を見て大喜びです。
　そして三人は、宝物のおかげでしあわせにくらしましたとさ。

おしまい

Momotaro

(Peach Boy)

Once upon a time there was an old man and his old wife living in the country in Japan. The old man was a woodcutter. He and his wife were very sad and lonely because they had no children.

One day the old man went into the mountains to cut firewood, and the old woman went to the river to wash some clothes.

No sooner had the old woman begun her washing than she was very surprised to see a big peach come floating down the river. It was the biggest peach she'd ever seen in all her life. She pulled the peach out of the river and decided to take it home and give it to the old man for his supper that night.

Late in the afternoon the old man came home, and the old woman said to him: "Look what a wonderful peach I found for your supper." The old man said it was truly a beautiful peach. He was so hungry that he said: "Let's divide it and eat it right away."

So the old woman brought a big knife from the kitchen and was getting ready to cut the peach in half. But just then there was the sound of a human voice from inside the peach. "Wait! Don't cut me!" said the voice. Suddenly the peach split open, and a beautiful baby boy jumped out of the peach.

The old man and woman were astounded. But the baby said: "Don't be afraid. The God of Heaven saw how lonely you were without any children, so he sent me to be your son."

The old man and woman were very happy, and they took the baby to be their son. Since he was born from a peach, they named him Momotaro, which means Peach Boy. They loved Momotaro very much and raised him to be fine boy.

When Momotaro was about fifteen years old, he went to his father and said: "Father, you have always been very kind to me. Now I am a big boy and I must do something to help my country. In a distant part of the sea there is an island named Ogre Island. Many wicked ogres live there, and they often come to our land and do bad things like carrying people away and stealing their things. So I'm going to go to Ogre Island and fight them and bring back the treasure which they have there. Please let me do this."

The old man was surprised to hear this, but he was also very proud of Momotaro for wanting to help other people. So he and the old woman helped Momotaro get ready for his journey to Ogre Island. The old man gave him a sword and armor, and the old woman fixed him a good lunch of millet dumplings. Then Momotaro began his journey, promising his parents that he would come back soon.

Momotaro went walking toward the sea. It was a long way. As he went along he met a spotted dog. The dog growled at Momotaro and was about to bite him, but then Momotaro gave him one of the dumplings. He told the spotted dog that he was going to fight the ogres on Ogre Island. So the dog said he'd go along too and help Momotaro.

Momotaro and the spotted dog kept on walking and soon they met a monkey. The spotted dog and the monkey started to have a fight. But Momotaro explained to the monkey that he and the spotted dog were going to fight the ogres on Ogre Island. Then the monkey asked if he couldn't go with them. So Momotaro gave the monkey a dumpling and let the monkey come with them.

Momotaro and the spotted dog and the monkey kept on walking. Suddenly they met a pheasant. The spotted dog and the monkey and the pheasant were about to start fighting. But when the pheasant heard that Momotaro was going to fight the ogres on Ogre Island, he asked if he could go too. So Momotaro gave the pheasant a dumpling and told him to come along.

So, with Momotaro as their general, the spotted dog and the monkey and the pheasant, who usually hated each other, all became good friends and followed Momotaro faithfully. They walked a long, long way, and finally reached the sea. At the edge of the sea Momotaro built a boat. They all got in the boat and started across the sea toward Ogre Island.

When they came within sight of the island, they could see that the ogres had a very strong fort there. And there were many, many ogres. Some of them were red, some blue, and some black.

First the pheasant flew over the walls of the fort and began to peck at the ogres' heads. They all tried to hit the pheasant with their clubs, but he was very quick and dodged all their blows. And while the ogres weren't looking, the monkey slipped up and opened the gate of the fort. Then Momotaro and the spotted dog rushed into the fort and started fighting the ogres too.

It was a terrible battle! The pheasant pecked at the heads and eyes of the wicked ogres. And the monkey clawed at them. And the spotted dog bit them. And Momotaro cut them with his sword. At last the ogres were completely defeated. They all bowed down low before Momotaro and promised never to do wicked things again. Then they brought Momotaro all the treasure they had stored in the fort.

It was the most wonderful treasure you can imagine. There was much gold and silver and many precious jewels. There was an invisible coat and hat, and a hammer that made a piece of gold every time you hit it on the ground, and many other wonderful things. Momotaro and his three helpers carried all this in their boat back to the land. Then they made a cart and put all the treasure in the cart and pulled it back to Momotaro's house.

How happy the old man and woman were when they saw their son return safely from Ogre Island! They were very rich now with all the treasure that Momotaro had brought, and they all lived together very, very happily.
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