A Day in the Life of the Filipino Students in Oarai

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Life in a different country is never easy. You are far from family, friends, loved ones, and the comforts of home. Everything might look fun and glamorous in picture-perfect pictures but those, are but moments. A fleeting glimpse at the everyday life of a person.

We are the first Filipino student delegates of the Oarai International Exchange Academy (大洗国際交流アカデミー), a Japanese language school set in the quaint little coastal town of Oarai in the Ibaraki Prefecture, Japan. We came to Japan with minimal knowledge of the language and have been, since arriving, consistently learning and improving our grasp of the language. Life in Japan, in Oarai in particular, has been quite the adventure with all the ups and downs and everything in between. Our life here is full of discoveries, realizations, little victories, a lot of tears, and a lot of hard work. We always look like we're having fun in pictures because, to tell the truth, we are. But the fun is just the tip of the iceberg.

Our first ever group photo.

Upon arriving in Oarai, we were overwhelmed by the stark difference in cultures. Some of us have experiences in traveling abroad but nothing could have prepared us for what was in store. We are all full-blooded Filipinos and have all been raised the Filipino way. Of course, each family has its own values and traditions, but generally speaking, we are Filipinos through and through. Needless to say, our first challenge was the language and culture barrier. Unlike traveling abroad for leisure, coming to a town like Oarai was a culture shock. Virtually no one speaks English and those who do, barely speak the language.

Our home away from home, 711.

The only place of comfort and familiarity was the local 711 store. It became our hangout, go-to place, and lifesaver. We went to 711 mainly for the internet connection and for the clean and comfortable toilet. This may seem funny but going to the toilet also presented a challenge as the toilet seats get freezing cold and the water to wash with feels like it came from Antarctica, so a warm toilet seat and a bidet are quite the lifesaver.

The 711 nights.

Another battle to fight was the daily bout of homesickness. Especially for those with kids they left behind, it was almost debilitating. For me personally, homesickness hit me around 3 months in. The adrenaline rush of settling into a foreign place kept me occupied and when finally everything settled into a routine, that's when it hit real hard. But thankfully enough, we kept each other sane, providing support and comfort whenever one needs it.

School started soon after we arrived, and we were introduced to our part-time jobs right after. Now, we seven came from different occupations and industries. A couple of us are teachers and entrepreneurs, one is an insurance expert and hotel connoisseur, a few come from different technical industries. We were all used to office work and, so to say, professional jobs. Who would have thought that upon arriving in Japan, we would all embark on our first manual labor stint.

The Philippine Farmers, in Japan.

We worked at a sweet potato product company. They make dried sweet potato (ほしいも) of different kinds, shapes, and sizes. So everything from harvesting to packing, we were involved in. Now, this is a perfectly normal job in Japan. But for us who are not used to manual labor, the struggle is real. Some of us broke down in tears from the exhaustion and exertion. It was not a glamorous job like we imagined, but, we are proud to say, we survived it all.

Winter Wonderland!

We have only been here for a few months, and we still have a lot to encounter, a lot of challenges to overcome, and a lot of mountains to conquer, but as long as we have each other and the support of those around us, we are sure to succeed. Every day is a new day, and every day is another step closer to our goals. Years from now, we might find ourselves on different paths, but we will be eternally grateful that at one point, this is where it all started. In our hometown away from home, our Oarai.

The First Batch