Tuesday August 4th(my 40th birthday)
I truly love my students. They take care of me when my family or I need help. They know when it has been a rough day at school and will sometimes greet me with a Mountain Dew at the front door of the lobby. They truly look after their teacher, so it didn't come to a surprise to wake to the wonderful decorations that were pain-stainkingly arranged all over my front property to announce to the neighborhood that the "end" must be near and that they will soon be rid of me.
I left early that morning to pick up Gibu Sensei, Makoto Gibu Sensei and Izumi Sensei and check them out of the hotel. Today they were going to begin their home stay with my family and stay with us for the rest of the week. As we pulled into the driveway, I could hear Izumi Sensei giggling in the back and I started to wonder how I was going to get all of their luggage through the door with all of the toliet paper and police tape across our porch.
We got them all settled in and let them unpack and relax a bit. We had a family of deer come up to the backyard and feed while our guests took pictures.
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Around 12:30, we took our guests to Paul's Deli where Joe Wilson is the manager. We had made plans to do this early on in the year so that Joe could show them where he works and enjoy some time with our guests.
As it turned out, the Americans and the Okinawans had been planning together behind my back and had a surprise birthday party for me in Paul's with about 60 students and parents from the dojo. I am not easily surprised. I still shake every present under the Christmas tree, I do recon on birthday gifts, etc. This caught me blindsided. What a great surprise and to have my family, my students and my teacher there made it the best gift ever.
Evidently, Lorie and Joe began planning this in advance with our Okinawan guests and soon I was going to be left at the hands of my "big brother" from Okinawa City and I knew that it was not going to be pretty. Izumi Sensei had already given me a friendly warning on Sunday about today.
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Joe had arranged an amazing spread of food and each of the students presented me with kind gifts and cards. Gibu Sensei presented me with a beautiful laquerware plate with Shuri jo on it that had been engraved on the back. After lunch, it was time for humiliation to begin as Izumi Sensei took me back in the kitchen and had me put on the birthday "uniform" that he had brought from Japan for me. He had me walk out to the party and re-introduce me to the group and had me switch my new wigs a couple of times. It was hillarious and I couldn't have felt more lucky to have these special people with me on this day. Never in a million years would I have thought that I would be spending my 40th birthday with Gibu Sensei. If you would have told me that back when I was a shodan, I would have thought you were spending too much time at Joe's bar. Another memory that I will cherish forever. |
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