wax from pigs and rats in the yard in the bedroom
By train, it was therefore quite leisurely from Toyama to Kashimo. Half of the track, I knew already from my previous time in Gero, when I was working on the little Kuhfarm, because Kashimo located in the prefecture of Gifu, and only a few stops from my former host mother away.
Ma-san, my new host father and his youngest son, Kanta picked me up from there. During the trip I was about the lifestyle and characteristics of my new host family had been cleared. Five years ago he had with his wife Rie-san is an old farmhouse, which was already 150 years old, purchased and restored. They called it a "mori no ie" - Forest house (even if it is in reality only at the forest edge). But this name also describes their lifestyle that is very close to nature and environmentally aware.
finance your family currently has two sons by a small shop, they also run online and where all kinds of ecological products from soaps can buy over food and even hot water bottle from Germany. Rie-san himself also bakes vegan cakes and biscuits which we were sometimes handed in a short break to try and which are indeed very good, although they are made without butter, sugar, milk and egg. However
must get up very early in the morning to satisfy the huge demand (that is, I sometimes have heard about three or four clock early rumbling in the kitchen) and was therefore often a little stressed and impatient. However, she spoke almost no English and therefore if one of their instructions not immediately understood in Japanese, she was annoyed and made it themselves rather than to explain again. Also
organized Ma-san for almost every weekend, a workshop, seminar or other meetings, not only because it gave him great fun, but also to themselves and to make known the store. The Bewirten Rie-san, however, fell to the load, what their stress is not relieved now. Often they had up to 20 people. (A seminar was in honor of an Australian woman who operates in their home country is also an organic farm and a presentation about their methods, held the other was a workshop on the theoretical and practical conversion of cars, so these green vegetable with WVO (waste oil - could travel so old cooking oil))
The life of WWOOFers was here just busy.
We slept on the spacious attic and since the house was, as I said already very old and we have already written the end of October, the icy wind blew through some finger-width columns. A few days after my arrival, we boarded therefore everything with big cardboard boxes. Since I was the only girl at first, was for me, separated by only a small niche with a makeshift Stellwaenden.
were apparently also spiders, stink and Maues the attic for an excellent winter quarters, because at night I could trip many little feet over the tatami mats and listen to small teeth to gnaw the boxes.
One evening I heard a loud rustling unusual from the corner that was on my futon next. That could be a mouse. I tried with my little flashlight to Identify the cause of this noise, saw nothing. Instead, the rustle only intensified. But ultimately won the curiosity and crawling on all fours I under the slope. And then in one of the mousetraps that had Ma-san set up, go with a rat paw a panic and tried to Leibeskraeften free.
I had no idea how I could help the animal, and so I only stayed to get my host father, who handled the case, including rat just in newspapers, and it disappeared. I never found out what happened to it ...
The People:
were around six clock morning we awakened by the loud squeaking of the domestic pig Buddha, asked for his breakfast. The people ate, but only against eight clock and our Morgentaetigkeiten not so much time took to complete because we were two and they could split between us. Therefore, we had only an hour later torment slowly out of the warm bed that allowed even if the complaints of Buddha to sleep. My first task before breakfast so it was to serve the poor starving pig and the chicken to the pot with Kuechenabfaellen, then to wash the clothes, hang to clean the toilet, to sweep the floors, to set the table and Rie-san to help with cooking. Later we washed the dishes, evacuated the house ready and then we called Ma-san to the farm work.
This was usually up at half past one, then we helped at lunch and from half past one we finally got a lunch break (which we all slept, of course).
went there for three more. While the others finished their tasks, was assigned one of us, the evening bath einzuheizen, which lasted almost three hours because the furnace was very small and the wood 
burned badly. Tens Meis it was smoking so much that even in the few seconds that you needed to open the hatch and nachzuschieben new logs, was erected under the ceiling of the room, a thick cloud of smoke. This was also partly responsible, that I had to clean every day the sink and the floor, as everywhere deposed the fine soot particles.
burned badly. Tens Meis it was smoking so much that even in the few seconds that you needed to open the hatch and nachzuschieben new logs, was erected under the ceiling of the room, a thick cloud of smoke. This was also partly responsible, that I had to clean every day the sink and the floor, as everywhere deposed the fine soot particles. The farm work was in itself due to the advanced, yet during the day is still wonderfully warm weather, not only from Feldtaetigkeiten, because the rice had already been harvested and hung to dry on long poles. The beauty of
mori no ie that the work, apart from the domestic routine tasks were very varied was:
We learned, among other things, how to renew the fabric of traditional Japanese paper sliding doors. (Ma-san's sons loved it, with their little fingers hineinzupieken holes whenever it was not looking).
This is different to the old paper first if the joints with warm water. So it can be removed more easily and remove it completely. After the wood is dried frame, the frame and the inner edges with paste (formerly made him one of Reisstaerke) coated and then glued to the fresh paper thin. The whole is allowed to dry again for a while before the door can be possible again. An old Japanese house is so constructed that one can endure all the walls easily, because it is very hot in summer and were at this time to leave earlier to circulate almost all Papierwaende from the air.
once told us Ma-san, an interesting history. Three years after he had bought the house, he cleared out one of the shed, which is still partly full of stuff from the previous owner and are found in this action, two old hand mills from wood, which could be dated to almost 100 years. This hand mills consist of two major parts. The lower the shape of a cone on a pedestal and this cone is provided with many grooves. The upper part, however, has the same cone shape inside and can therefore move to the seamlessly share and Unterstueck. The grain is placed in a hole in the lid, then trickles into the groove and if we moved the Oberstueck, it is crushed by this.
The interesting thing was, the Ma-san in these mills Reiskoerner found some old, had to be at least 50 years old. This Reiskoerner he planted on good luck and one of them began to sprout indeed!
During the following years he won with patience and parental care by repeatedly planting actually materialize as a few hundred ears of corn, which he now wanted to thrash along with us.
But not in modern, conventional way. For he had found some old equipment in the shed, that people worked in the days before electricity.
First, we used what looked like a big comb with iron, triangular points. By this we moved in small bunches of rice stalks and effect so that at the lower end where the waves came together pointed to Reiskoerner were separated. The whole device was not very heavy and therefore had to be there with your feet braced to counteract the train.
After about a fifth of the stalks had edited this way, which took quite a long time, Ma-san showed us a different machine. This consisted of a large rotating wooden drum with small Drahtboegen on the surface. The drum was brought by a pedal with your feet in motion, similar to the former sewing machines, and while the drum rotates,
buendelweise was placed on the stalks. The small Drahtboegen had in this case, the task to separate the grains and it was thanks to the rotation much faster than with iron spikes. However, we needed some time, were bagged until all Reiskoerner. Then it went on with the normal rice, the now well-dried was and there were not only hundreds but thousands of stalks. Finally, we all had ordinary muscle soreness in the legs and were glad when this part of the job was done.
The last plane was a large wooden box with a funnel top, and several smaller openings on the sides and a hand crank. The crank operates a fan. The threshed grain was filled by a person in the hopper And while it trickled operated on the other fan for Halmreste, hulls and other light waste to be separated from the grains. The good seeds were flowed through the openings in the bag, while another from one of the dust and debris was blown. However, this process was not very reliable, because of serious Waste could not be blown away. However, it
was an interesting project in which one particular respect for the work required at that time learned.
One day by a friend of the family, all because of his fondness for alcohol only, "Brandy-san" called to miss its annual Bad Buddha. Buddha was in fact so dirty that you could not tell which of the spots was due to dark pigments, and which in the mud yard. So we drew the poor unsuspecting animal on his leash (it was a kind of armor around the chest, as he was also sometimes seen in dogs) and using a pot full of grains after I Haensel & Gretel-style in front of his nose placed on the street. There had
Brandy san already a bucket of warm water, soap, and provided some brushing and scrubbing. Even when Anweichen the dirt with water, it started squeaking too, as if his life depended on it. This was no better than the brushes were used, but soon we found out that you could divert it very well with food. While one is so busy with a few grains, it took the efforts of others, it sauberzuschrubben, no notice. That worked but of course no longer than the snout was their turn, but after about two hours we were there almost spotless deliver them from this torment.
I was even there when the Buddha finally Harnisch got rid of grisly that it was almost two years, because I helped build a fence around the Huehnerhaus, which was to be his new home. The chickens themselves would be housed in a bigger scale, as did Ma-san soon they begin to breed.
I thought the pig would make Freudenspruenge when it was finally released, but nothing like that. It just hung with his nose in the mud and wagged his tail as it burrowed its way through the new Terretorium.
But just as with other host families, passed my time in mori no ie not all work (as I call it the interesting things still work, since they are very tired of the body) but also for excursions and instruction.
We were shown how to self-beer brewing and canning. (Funnily enough, Ma-san used as the basis for this conserved German hops)
On another morning he took us to his dance group that meets every now and then and, accompanied by drumming, African dance rehearsals. That made a lot of fun, because if you spend a long time in a foreign country, a culture where others seem just as exciting as in their own country. We even received introductory lessons in drums.
When we had a visit from the Australian, we all made a trip together to a large mountain stream that ran through a beautiful and colorful in the fall forest. We climbed a long way of the mountain on beautiful wooden stairs and paths, which in turn were on stilts. It was practically on laminate, is a noble walk hardly possible. :)
mori no ie that the work, apart from the domestic routine tasks were very varied was:
We learned, among other things, how to renew the fabric of traditional Japanese paper sliding doors. (Ma-san's sons loved it, with their little fingers hineinzupieken holes whenever it was not looking). This is different to the old paper first if the joints with warm water. So it can be removed more easily and remove it completely. After the wood is dried frame, the frame and the inner edges with paste (formerly made him one of Reisstaerke) coated and then glued to the fresh paper thin. The whole is allowed to dry again for a while before the door can be possible again. An old Japanese house is so constructed that one can endure all the walls easily, because it is very hot in summer and were at this time to leave earlier to circulate almost all Papierwaende from the air.
once told us Ma-san, an interesting history. Three years after he had bought the house, he cleared out one of the shed, which is still partly full of stuff from the previous owner and are found in this action, two old hand mills from wood, which could be dated to almost 100 years. This hand mills consist of two major parts. The lower the shape of a cone on a pedestal and this cone is provided with many grooves. The upper part, however, has the same cone shape inside and can therefore move to the seamlessly share and Unterstueck. The grain is placed in a hole in the lid, then trickles into the groove and if we moved the Oberstueck, it is crushed by this. The interesting thing was, the Ma-san in these mills Reiskoerner found some old, had to be at least 50 years old. This Reiskoerner he planted on good luck and one of them began to sprout indeed!
During the following years he won with patience and parental care by repeatedly planting actually materialize as a few hundred ears of corn, which he now wanted to thrash along with us. But not in modern, conventional way. For he had found some old equipment in the shed, that people worked in the days before electricity.
First, we used what looked like a big comb with iron, triangular points. By this we moved in small bunches of rice stalks and effect so that at the lower end where the waves came together pointed to Reiskoerner were separated. The whole device was not very heavy and therefore had to be there with your feet braced to counteract the train.
After about a fifth of the stalks had edited this way, which took quite a long time, Ma-san showed us a different machine. This consisted of a large rotating wooden drum with small Drahtboegen on the surface. The drum was brought by a pedal with your feet in motion, similar to the former sewing machines, and while the drum rotates,
buendelweise was placed on the stalks. The small Drahtboegen had in this case, the task to separate the grains and it was thanks to the rotation much faster than with iron spikes. However, we needed some time, were bagged until all Reiskoerner. Then it went on with the normal rice, the now well-dried was and there were not only hundreds but thousands of stalks. Finally, we all had ordinary muscle soreness in the legs and were glad when this part of the job was done. The last plane was a large wooden box with a funnel top, and several smaller openings on the sides and a hand crank. The crank operates a fan. The threshed grain was filled by a person in the hopper And while it trickled operated on the other fan for Halmreste, hulls and other light waste to be separated from the grains. The good seeds were flowed through the openings in the bag, while another from one of the dust and debris was blown. However, this process was not very reliable, because of serious Waste could not be blown away. However, it
was an interesting project in which one particular respect for the work required at that time learned.
One day by a friend of the family, all because of his fondness for alcohol only, "Brandy-san" called to miss its annual Bad Buddha. Buddha was in fact so dirty that you could not tell which of the spots was due to dark pigments, and which in the mud yard. So we drew the poor unsuspecting animal on his leash (it was a kind of armor around the chest, as he was also sometimes seen in dogs) and using a pot full of grains after I Haensel & Gretel-style in front of his nose placed on the street. There had Brandy san already a bucket of warm water, soap, and provided some brushing and scrubbing. Even when Anweichen the dirt with water, it started squeaking too, as if his life depended on it. This was no better than the brushes were used, but soon we found out that you could divert it very well with food. While one is so busy with a few grains, it took the efforts of others, it sauberzuschrubben, no notice. That worked but of course no longer than the snout was their turn, but after about two hours we were there almost spotless deliver them from this torment.
I was even there when the Buddha finally Harnisch got rid of grisly that it was almost two years, because I helped build a fence around the Huehnerhaus, which was to be his new home. The chickens themselves would be housed in a bigger scale, as did Ma-san soon they begin to breed.
I thought the pig would make Freudenspruenge when it was finally released, but nothing like that. It just hung with his nose in the mud and wagged his tail as it burrowed its way through the new Terretorium.
But just as with other host families, passed my time in mori no ie not all work (as I call it the interesting things still work, since they are very tired of the body) but also for excursions and instruction.
We were shown how to self-beer brewing and canning. (Funnily enough, Ma-san used as the basis for this conserved German hops) On another morning he took us to his dance group that meets every now and then and, accompanied by drumming, African dance rehearsals. That made a lot of fun, because if you spend a long time in a foreign country, a culture where others seem just as exciting as in their own country. We even received introductory lessons in drums.
When we had a visit from the Australian, we all made a trip together to a large mountain stream that ran through a beautiful and colorful in the fall forest. We climbed a long way of the mountain on beautiful wooden stairs and paths, which in turn were on stilts. It was practically on laminate, is a noble walk hardly possible. :)
then drove Ma-san past a temple in which stood a gigantic great, ancient tree. He dated to at least 1,500 years! After we had admired this also extensively showed us our host father also a Noh theater, which admittedly was only 100 years old, but impressed nonetheless. We got a real leadership, not only behind but also in the scenes and were with some of the props, like the old samurai swords posing.
passed all in all my time with all these exciting things very fast, though a few particularly long and hard days seem not so.
My next destination would be the Hyogo Prefecture, where my new host family lived in Suwa. Since I wanted to spare my travel budget, I decided to hitchhike over Nagoya and Osaka there. Much to the amusement of my host father, who was not sure of my success. Also, I was probably the WWOOFers the first something like this operation and he wanted it can not be missed to watch me.
I tampered So once again a sign and put myself in the morning I left the road. In fact
accompanied me all other WWOOFers and my family up there and wanted to wait in all seriousness, until I took a car.
But I was afraid, thinking the driver could, I should get hold of the whole group for a ride and would therefore not even stop. Therefore, I succeeded in the end, to convince them to leave me alone ...
Mata ne
Kira
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