POWER

Woke up in the morning, opened the curtain. I couldn't see the view from the window such as old Honda's motor cycles and busy food cars. I opened the window, but it's neither snowing or raining. The reason was yellow sand. Staff at my hostel told me that Xian sometime yellow sands. But my time in this city is limited no matter how the weather is. I went to the museum of the Terra-Cotta warriors and horses of Qin Shihuang. I've never seen such a huge grave!! This crazy King built three times bigger grave than a baseball park, and also more than 500 statues of his solders and horses only for himself. Under the sightseeing spot. more than million people had their lives with the king. You will feel how much the king was influential. 

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"Will our lives someday be under the ground too?"

"Then what is something permanently remain over the time?"


"Were they really happy to spend life for only the king?"

The huge history in front of me inspired me a lot.


I want to do something powerful like this king in more peaceful way, but the most powerful thing ever is Chinese people. Rushing and pushing to get the best view of the grave with screaming unknown language for me. Everyone wants to get into my picture... 

Chinese people are always so powerful. 

After arriving my room, I was thinking the "something" I can do in my life, but I was to exhausted by the powerful heritage and people. My "something" is still yellow sanded like this city in this morning, but the energy for the future is much stronger than the King and the Chinese people I pushed and competed to get a better view today.

"Oh they were always powerful"

This is what I grumbled right before falling sleep.

Go for it, Chuji..

In Xian,

I’m at Xian now. My Origami project has processed only four, and none of local Chinese people have made one yet. Because of the current anti Japanese movement in China, “I don’t lie you. You shouldn’t do the origami things on the road now” a local guy said it to me. But some locals such as a madam at my favorite restaurant, a guy at dumpling food cart must be welcome to their favorite stranger. It also might be possible to ask an English teacher for students there to make origami together. There are still opportunities for Chuji to make more process in this project in Xian.

People who have cooperated with the project are a French social entrepreneur I visited, an English couple in their honeymoon, a student from Korea. All of them were glad to make origamis for their dreams. Thank you so much guys!!

Doing this stupid attempt in this anti Japanese season in this country is really tough. I have been feeling that I can’t survive only by myself, but I also feel I’m becoming tougher.

Environment, other people, such and such…That’s not my problem at all. I will either overcome this because this is something I have to overcome in this step of my life.

Oh yea, I will do it.

Go for it, Chuji.

Oh grandpa,

　I arrived in Xian. I write about store streets in China today. I don’t see convenience stores nor super markets as so often as in Japan. Each kind of products is at different kinds of retailer. Vegetable store, mobile phones, snacks, daily consuming goods, and so on…they are retailed in each stores.

The Biggest difference is that no one is so seriously working , and trying to make money during its business time. I assume it’s maybe because China is communism? or the big population makes them lazy while they are doing business because they either can sell enough? I also saw the same phenomena in terms of type of business they run. You would see same pictures in all streets. They have almost same kinds of store in an each street such as mobile phone, vegetables, and so on. “Why don’t they differ from others? It would be so profitable if they stop chatting, and create new ideas instead…” That’s what I was thinking when I was having my lunch at a store in the typical Chinese store street I’m writing about. By the way, I point at a name on their menu on which I was only sure it’s a noodle because they used a same kanji with the one Japanese use meaning noodle. Anyway, I didn’t understand why sleeping, chatting, talking on the phone can be their survivable business.

On the other hand, there were no stressful faces, nor people who are in something hurry like how Japanese people usually are. Store owners are talking and make the other laugh, and they use much louder voice to communicate than a certain volume they need to communicate. They don’t stop talking with their friends unless a customer asks something.

　

Many things about their lives are so unclear yet, and stimulate my curiosity very well. What I’m sure is they have much less stress than Japanese people usually have. They look so joyful, and less stress.　

A guy is cooking meat, and a boy is peeing next to the cooking guy. Across the street from the incredible picture, guys are gambling on a card game… I saw some “usual businesses for me” at a sightseeing district, but even they make no difference from a store right next to them. I’m sure Japanese (Maybe Americans too?) would be gaining so much money if they opened a store in these areas.

What may be good about the Chinese people I saw is they don’t care about others. They don’t change anything due to the environment where they are. (This idea is from my point of view though) I think since I got out of Beijing, and I am traveling rural areas of China, I’m getting some ideas of general Chinese people who are still in the traditional Chinese life style and culture.　





“Oh grandpa, you know how it’s wonderful to meet new worlds. I can’t stop myself to see the something new in the Silk Road. Where I lived in my life was not the whole World. People I know was not only people in the World. That what was saying to my grandpa in the heaven before falling asleep in the last night.

Go for it!! Chuji,