The last jobs and "last meal" in Japan

We have had a basketball hoop for Zen on the road by our school-house for years. The last typoon knocked it over (thank goodness not onto Ischin's car!). But then we knew it was time to say "good-bye" to the much appreciated and well used equipment.
I had the job of disassembling it.
I worked at figuring out how to pull out the rusted bars and screws, using Japanese style WD-40 (called: "5-54", Taka doesn't know what it means!) and screw drivers and hammer (I've always LOVED using tools and doing that kind of thing! When I was in 8th grade I asked to be put into woodshop, NOT home-ec with all the girls! I was the only girl in woodshop- SO COOL!!!)




So, I managed to get it apart into three large parts. And then I had an old friend, actually old student, now friend, Yasuyo. who would come in a little Japanese pick up to help me take it to the recycle center.
It was a race to get there before they closed, but they all were waiting for us (a photo of them would have been awesome to show you!!!). They finished tearing parts apart and we were waved away to leave.

Efficiency at it's best as they say! xoxoxo
It had been part of our home for the past five years.Helping Zen to master the sport.











The other work I wanted to show you Is how I've tried to manage
knife sharpening.
Not as incredible as it may sound, but for "simple" kitchen knives, I've learned how much more sharp Japanese knives are. I come back to America and am so shocked by the dull knives. My ex-mother-in-law always sharpened her knives on a sandstone and they were seriously dangerous.


I'm ashamed to say, I can't read Japanese after 23 years, but I can study pictures rather well. The drawings of "what to do next" are explanation enough, really. Well, should be.

And who can't love how amazingly well a knife can cut?!

The last night for me in Japan with Sheon, next to me, and next to her Kahori, and Ischin.

In the back ground, Hiromi and Naoki, both students, and the teacher for the school and her husband.

Then I went home to finish packing. For departure the next morning.

To see my son, Zen, in his school's first season game. This is his team's photo in Oakland Coliseum after they played and beat a league team in a preseason game recently, by about 30 points.