I’m a staff member working at the Peace Boat office. I went to Ishinomaki on 29-30 August, taking a day off, to do volunteer work as a member of the 40th short volunteer group of Peace Boat.
For two days, our job was to clean around the graves in the SAIKOJI temple located at a distance 500 meters from the sea. They said these graves were under a lot of cars and collapsed houses and carried away by tsunami, just after 3.11. After removing them, they needed cleaning, by 9.23, the equinoctial week.
At first, we started to remove the debris covered with graves. Halfway, I found some things people always use everyday, for example, bags, shoes, photos, toys… I felt like crying. I realized the debris was never “debris”. A grave needed 5~6 members to clean, so we concentrated our job.
On the next day, when we arrived at the place where we worked, I saw an old man stand in front of the gravestone we cleaned yesterday. There were a few flowers before the grave. He closed his eyes tightly, joining his hands together before his heart. When I saw this situation, I realized some important things of our activity.
After work, we had a meeting to share our own impression, review, and feelings. In this time, we knew the volunteer’s thoughts, for example, why they wanted to come to Ishinomaki, how they felt through 3.11, what to do after this… I was so interested to listen to them, especially, some young Korean students who were living in Japan. Their words made a deep impression on me. They said “We are always helping each other, so now, when Japan is in a trouble, it’s time to act for Japan. There are some problems between Japan and Korea, but we wanted to be a bridge between the two countries”. Their words shocked me. This disaster happened in Japan, but its influence was never only on Japanese. This opportunity is be able to make good international relations. So, I think that we, especially Japanese, need to broaden our horizons, look to all over the world.
On September 12 and 13, I joined Peace Boat relief activities in Ishinomaki. This was my fifth trip to the Tohoku region and the second one with Peace Boat. Having joined different volunteer tours, I have found that Peace Boat offers the most well-organized, efficient, and volunteer-friendly operation that involves unforgettable exchanges with the local people who survived through the earthquake and tsunami disasters.
The place where I worked with 11 other volunteers was Oginohama on Oshika Peninsular, about a 40 min. drive form the central Ishinamaki area. Oginohama is known for its oyster cultivation. This fishing village had grown oysters and even exported the young oyster shells outside Japan, until it was struck by the earthquake and tsunami on March 11.
Peace Boat and other organizations’ volunteers started cleaning up the Oginohama port at the beginning of the summer. They also collected the fishing and aquaculture tools and equipment that had been scattered everywhere, so the fishermen can reuse them. Thanks to earlier volunteers’ work we did not have to carry heavy sludge or debris and were able to walk around the port easily and safely. The port ground, however, became sunken due to the earthquake. During high tide, the ship landing area and nearby workshop were completely flooded. This was the time when we had to terminate our work on both days.
I and two other women worked inside the workshop, making loops to hook to the buoys for growing “wakame” seaweed. Although the Oginohama fishermen had been growing oysters, they have to give up the next cultivation as they lost most of their oyster shells. In order to survive as fishermen, they are now going to grow seaweed as well, because it can be harvested 6 months earlier than oysters. While making 1000 loops, we had a great opportunity to speak with the fishermen.
The fishermen were at first, very quiet and reserved to speak to us. But gradually, they began talking about what they were doing individually on March 11 and how the life at the evacuation center was. One of them was rescued while he was drifting on a boat, and the other still has a nightmare of being swallowed by the black cold tsunami. When they realized that they lost their oyster farms, they felt utterly hopeless about continuing their business. However, they were encouraged by volunteers who came everyday to clean up the port, hoping that they could help the fishermen resume fishing and aqua cultivation as quickly as possible. One week before our arrival, they celebrated an annual fishery festival with help of Peace Boat volunteers. They carried a “mikoshi” (portable shrine) and pulled floats for maritime safety and great catch of fish and seafood.
As the life of fishermen is slowing returning to normal, their smiles are coming back. In their Miyagi dialect the fishermen told us that they would welcome us back in spring when the seaweed is grown and in autumn when oysters are harvested. What they had gone through at the time of the disaster was beyond my imagination, but they are now ready to share with us their past experiences and talk about promising events in the future tense. Their resilient spirit moved and encouraged me so much. We made 1000 loops of rope in two days and I believe that each loop is blessed with our thoughts for the resting souls of the victims and the strong recovery of the Tohoku region the way 1000 cranes represent prayers.
Akiko Shimada, Tokyo
Ginger Vaughn volunteered with Peace Boat last week as part of a team coordinated by the British Chamber of Council in Japan, who have been very active in ongoing efforts for recover in Tohoku.
Read a report by Ginger on the NHK Eco Channel blog here about their activities helping to clean up a debris-ridden coastline in Ishinomaki here.
Jessica Korteman spent over a week in Ishinomaki as a volunteer, working on clean-up and recovery efforts including assisting the revival of the oyster cultivation industry, the Kawabiraki summer festival, debris removal and more. She has posted accounts of her efforts in nine parts on her blog here: Through my Eyes.
An extract of the first entry is reposted below – please visit her blog for full reports.
Mountains of memories. Walking the road ahead, a glance to the side: a silent monument, a ship. A laughing child. Monks chanting. A hill-top view of a town that once was. A town that will be again, only never the same. A flash of color streams across the night sky. A glittering waterfall lights up the eyes of onlookers. Determined voices call out a message of emerging recovery in the afternoon sun. Bright yukata in the shadows of a barely-standing building’s silhouette. Disbelief. Acceptance. Pain. Hope. Ishinomaki.
7/29 – An overnight bus departs from inner-city Tokyo full of energy and expectation. Familiar faces bring warmth despite the already balmy Summer evening.
7/30 – We put on our blue bibs for the first time, a public statement of our purpose. An hour bus ride brings us to Kobuchi-hama. Each corner around the winding bends brought us preliminary glimpses of events unimaginable. A car submerged in a river. A roof resting on the grass. Or often the hardest scene: simply nothing.
We arrived to a damaged but still-standing open shed filled with baskets of oysters. The tsunami ripped away many things including the livelihood of local fisherman whose strings of oysters had hung silently in the bay waiting for maturity. Two years is the timeline until they become of restaurant desire. The countdown can’t wait.
Restarting oyster cultivation was our priority. Working side-by-side, we and local fisherman worked to put shells dotted with small larvae of hope in between two intertwined ropes. Their good spirits made the work enjoyable and the time pass quickly. The tide started creeping up to the edge of our working area. How far does the tide come up? A finger pointed off into the distance.
Georgina Salazar spent a week volunteering in Ishinomaki from August 6-12. View her photo album online with many pictures, video and explanations of the work during the week here.
Our group of volunteers met at Shinjuku Central Park on the night of Friday, August 5, 2011, to ride overnight to Peace Boat’s camp Ishinomaki Senshu University. Shortly after arrival, we have this meeting to explain what will happen the first day.
View the rest of the series here.
By Khaliunaa, volunteer from Mongolia
Even one simple person can make a difference, no matter how big or small as long as we have a common goal in mind. I strongly believe that together we can make the difference we all want to see.
Hi everyone. I am a graduate student majoring in International Peace and Study Program and working at Peace Boat office as summer intern. I had the opportunity to volunteer in Ishinomaki city as a Peace Boat intern.
My experience in Ishinomaki is unforgettable and one that will always stay present in my heart. If I could describe my experience in Ishinomaki in two ways it would be life-giving, and heart breaking. When I first arrived in Ishinomaki I was shocked and heart broken to see the devastation of the earthquake and tsunami, and stacks of hundreds of crumpled cars and miles of rubble that used to be people’s homes.
This was originally posted on Alicia Sheridan Kidd’s blog here: Bite Cream and Bandages
I arrived in Japan three months after the tsunami, and knowing that Peace Boat was still sending volunteers to help in Ishinomaki, I signed up hoping that I could be of some use for a week. Having spent some time searching for information on the current situation in the north and finding nothing in the international press, I developed the naive notion that there was little left for the volunteers to do in this city which was one of the worst affected by the disaster. To say I was shocked when I arrived in Ishinomaki would be an understatement. Our bus drove past boats in the middle of roads, stacks of hundreds of crumpled cars and miles of rubble that used to be people’s homes. When we pulled up to the empty clothes factory that we were going to be calling home for the following week, I was still trying to absorb the amount of devastation which was far beyond what I had envisaged.
The clothing factory was completely bare of furniture, but it had been divided into sections with an area for cooking and an area for sleeping. The sleeping area was essentially just a large floor space covered in tatami mats with a huge tarpaulin separating the male and female sections. Although to begin with, sharing a sleeping space with 150 other volunteers wasn’t too appealing, after a hard day of physical labour I was able to sleep like a champion every night despite some of the world’s loudest snorers snoozing just a few metres away.
Pulling on a Peace Boat bib, I was introduced to the other eight people in my international team. I struggled intensley to remember everyone’s name on that first day, but spending a week with these eight incredible people, getting sweaty, muddy and emotional certainly forged some firm friendships. We soon got to know each other very well considering we’d wake up less that half a metre away from each other every morning, share cutlery and be able to smell each other’s feet at the end of every day.