Chicken tornado

Sunday I slept in and bumbled down the stairs as I am prone to do in the morning and said good morning to everyone. My host mom’s dad had paint and paper spread out on the living room table and was teaching her how to make Choshodo or the Japanese calligraphy art. It turns out that he is a teacher of it. I sat down and studied my work behind them in one of the living room chairs like I usually do. Riina was writing simple things like numbers but was doing a decent job (when she wasn’t screaming and crying that is) when she wandered off my host mom came in and asked her dad if he would teach me. It was very cool I sat down (in that painful for gaijin way) and he had me start off with some simple things like Riina was doing. I suck so hard at that stuff. I can’t even write in English well, let alone in Japanese and let alone with a brush. It was still really fun and he had me write various things kanji I had never written before so that was also a little plus. Afterwards he gave me a wall scroll he had done as well as a mounted piece and tow small long pieces. I was pretty touched they are completely awesome. The wall scroll has written on it a message that says basically goes out into the world and return safe. Actually it’s something like bird tornado return back, but I like my interpretation better.