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« on: February 06, 2009, 10:51:37 PM »

Tokyo Tower ~Me & My Radio, & sometimes My Mom~ (Part 1)

1987.09     Nagasaki Station Platform 4, Evening

It was 16:50 at the Nagasaki-Tokyo Sleeper Express Train「ブルートレインさくら」(Burutoreiso Sakura) platform.
People beginning their journey, embracing their dreams...People returning home, with dreams broken....
In the midst of these people and their separate lives, stood a young man in dirt-cheap sunglasses.

Fukuyama Masaharu, 18 years old. This story tells of his remarkable journey, starting from his hometown upto his crowning as "Radio's National Treasure" in Tokyo 20 years later.
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"I will be resigning from 08.31 onwards, for personal reasons..."  This was my first resignation letter. As I had no idea how to write one, I had to go to the bookstore in Nagasaki Station to look up books on "Ceremonies & Rituals".

The reason I chose to work in this company was because it was only 5 minutes from home. Also because it didn't call for any academic testing. Simple as that. "Electrical Product Salesman", I worked for a couple of months under this title, then I ditched it.

All along, I had not planned to go on to high school after Junior High. My favourite band The Mods, had written in their book: "We loved music so much that we just put on our flipflops and went to Tokyo!" I had believed this wholeheartedly without a doubt: "If you want to do rock music, the right way is to go to Tokyo after Junior High." That was until the day one of my rotten (to-the core) friends said to me: "At least graduate from high school! Or you'll never be able to repay your parents!"

This was the first time I noticed that I was the only one who held on to the thought that "We will all go to Tokyo once we finish Junior High."

There was only a week until the high school entrance exams. From that day onwards, I sped through my revision. Me, 8 hours a day, at my desk. I don't think I have ever studied so hard before! It was at this time that that my eyesight started to deteriorate.

The result, 3 wins 2 losses.
I had applied to 2 other schools just in case. One did not accept me, the other had a rumour going that they had well-known delinquent who was a super strong fighter. I had a brush with that fellow before, so I naturally took my first choice - the industrial high school.

To be continued.

Translated from Midori's blog (http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/fukuyama-masaharu/article?mid=391)
Original posted on ANN TamaRadi Blog 2007.03.13
(http://www.allnightnippon.com/fukuyama/blog/index.php?YMD=2007-03-13)
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« Reply #1 on: February 06, 2009, 11:04:53 PM »

Thank you for the translation. Hopefully Midori will continue to post this.

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That was until the day one of my rotten (to-the core) friends said to me:


LOL, that's such a Masha humour. And wait a minute, can 8 hours of studying per day for one week make your eyesight bad? I never heard about it.
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« Reply #2 on: February 06, 2009, 11:13:07 PM »

Oh, this was an old Midori post. Sorry~~  Tongue
It's just too long - this ANN Blog is 31 installments, goes all the way upto 2007. I thought it would be nice to do this given the significance of these 2 months.
And she's just given me permission to translate her work  Grin
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« Reply #3 on: February 06, 2009, 11:29:02 PM »

Wow.. super! Thanks for the translation, izumi-san.
Studying 8-hours a day is hard & caused eyesight to deteriorating? First for me too. LOL. I would say brain-drain after studying of 8hrs daily for 1week.  Roll Eyes
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« Reply #4 on: February 06, 2009, 11:31:09 PM »

ah! Thank you for translating. Please continue. I always wanted to read Masha's blog, since his writings is as funny as his speech, but I cannot read kanji and its related family (Chinese- simplified, traditional; Japanese- katakana, hiragana) .  Sad

LOL. Yes Reii, that's the first time I heard about it too. Now, I'm interested to see how teenage Masha deals with that delinquent from his middle-school.
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« Reply #5 on: February 06, 2009, 11:33:08 PM »

Thank you for the translation, izumi-san.
I like the way he's telling the story.....feel so intimate  Grin  Grin
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« Reply #6 on: February 07, 2009, 01:40:51 AM »

Tokyo Tower ~Me & My Radio, & sometimes My Mom~ (Part 2)

So, I got into high school and continued with my studies.

Although I had worked so hard to get in, I did not want to go to school at all. It was just full of stinky sweaty boys. Some of my schoolmates hated it and planned to repeat the exams to apply for commercial high schools where there were girls. My heart slowly leaned towards the thought of dropping out. But I don’t think my mother would ever say anything resembling “It’s fine if you don’t want to”. So I started to explore ways to get out.

I thought about it every day. When I finally figured it out: “if I can't drop out, I’ll get the school to expel me!” a spark of hope grew in my heart and I checked out my student handbook. There were 3 ways to get expelled:
1.  Theft & Robbery
2.  Acts of Harassment to Women
3.  Acts of Violence ........... “right, that’s the one”
There was no way I had the guts to commit a crime, so I decided to “get expelled through acts of violence.”

I set my sights on someone who had never got along with me. Thinking about it now, there was never anything wrong with the guy, but all I had in my mind at that time was “expulsion”.

It would have been meaningless if we didn’t do it in public. With this in mind, I took him out in front of a group of people and we started this big fight.  People began to crowd around and the teacher finally came to stop us.
“”Yes! This should be criminal enough to get expelled.” I held out a victory sign in my heart.

But the teacher looked at me in a strange way and said,
 “Everybody, listen up! Listen carefully. I don’t want any of you to speak of this incident at all. Fukuyama, shake hands and make up! Now!
Listen, nobody is to talk about this to anyone. Understand?”

“Yes sir, we understand!”

The End. And so, my expulsion drama ended without further ado.

By the time I graduated, and decided to get a job, and told my mother, “I’m resigning and going to Tokyo”, it was many years later.

To be continued.

Translated from Midori's Blog (http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/fukuyama-masaharu/article?mid=393)
Original posted on ANN TamaRadi Blog 2007.03.13
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« Reply #7 on: February 07, 2009, 09:39:52 AM »

So the reason he did not want to go to school was because of 'stinky sweaty boys'c & no girls? LOL....
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And to think he had an evil scheme to get himself expel.  Grin Grin This is too much.

Well, at least he did not commit any of the two crimes & picked the 3rd choice. And that alsodid not got him expel.
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« Reply #8 on: February 07, 2009, 01:10:15 PM »

hahaha! Teenage delinquent Fukuyama failed his plan to get himself expelled. He really really really love music for him to mastermind the so-called evil plan. LOL @ the teacher. Shake hands now! The more I read about him, the more I respect his okasaan. Apparently, it's quite difficult to raise him.

And I got a better understanding about his relationship with women now. Growing up with a brother, went to all-boys school. No wonder he feels he cannot simply have a woman best friend without any feeling.
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« Reply #9 on: February 08, 2009, 01:46:50 AM »

Tokyo Tower ~Me & My Radio, & sometimes My Mom~  (Part 3)

“Expulsion due to violence”  My naïve criminal plan was washed away by my class teacher’s surprising reaction: “None of you, is to say this out to anyone!”  
And this incident brought my mother to tears, “Please go to school!” she cried.  So the next 3 years, I made myself go to school non-stop.  After that, I felt at least I had to be dutiful and repay my parents, so I decided to get a job.

In spite of my intentions,  I couldn't relate to my work at all. Thinking about it now, the 18-year old in me was much too immature to do my job.  “I’m going out to work now!” With that, I would leave the office and drive to the seaside, everyday, listening to Yoshida Terumi-san ( 吉田照美) and Omata Masako-san (小俣雅子) on “やる気MANMAN!” (Motivation MANMAN) “おもしろかー……”  (Lyrics: Is your fire burning/Are you motivated??).  But, is this ok? Can I really go on like this? I spent every day in that manner and the notion that “I want to quit” became stronger and stronger as days went by.

“Due to personal reasons, I would be resigning from 08.31 ….”

I’d just been in the company for a few months. Then this 18-year-old handed in my resignation letter and went home.
“Mom~~, I’ve....resigned and I’m going to Tokyo!”  
I said this to her back as she was cooking dinner. Being my mom, she’s bound to oppose, right?
“Oh, really. I see. Go on then.” To my utmost surprise, this was her reply. Such a simple straightforward approval, that was suspicious!

It wasn’t until years later, when I finally asked her about it.
“Mom~~, you remember then, you certainly agreed to it (too) quickly.”
But my mother, in true nonchalant form, simply said,
“Oh I’d known about it long before! I saw what was in your desk~. You had a resignation letter. I knew all about it”.
“……….Mom----, all these years, don’t you think you’ve been going through my things a bit too much? You were the one who threw away my precious magazines, weren’t you?!!”  Somehow, I just feel that Kyushu mothers have a habit of getting too comfortable with their sons’ belongings.

Even things I don’t remember, my mother can recall quite clearly.
“That was the first time you ever said ‘Thank you’ to me. That day. Do you remember?”  
Though it was something I had said myself, but through my mother’s mouth, it sure sounded like she was talking about someone else, what a strange feeling.

To be continued.

Translated from Midori's Blog (http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/fukuyama-masaharu/article?mid=394)
Original posted on ANN TamaRadi Blog 2007.03.14
(http://www.allnightnippon.com/fukuyama/blog/index.php?YMD=2007-03-14)
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« Reply #10 on: February 08, 2009, 04:40:20 PM »

Thank you for your works hard izumisano-san. I always want to go to learn JP language and one reason is I can read his blog lol. Knowing his inspiration in the past makes me feel better because I think I a little bit lose of my goal now.
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« Reply #11 on: February 08, 2009, 05:38:00 PM »

Izumi-san, a million thank you for the translation. I really enjoyed Masha's writings, he's really good. He really brought us back to his past, and I feel like I was really there, getting to know he and his mother more and more. Part of it definitely due to Midori and your excellent translation. Thank you.

LOL @ okasaan throwing away the porno mags. You should figure it out sooner. And Masha, don't you know mother knows everything about their son? Trust me, they do.
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« Reply #12 on: February 08, 2009, 06:04:21 PM »

Tokyo Tower ~Me & My Radio, & sometimes My Mom~  (Part 4)

Father passed away when I was in my second year of high school, he was a compulsive alcoholic. The only other thing he ever did was play mahjong. In the late 1960’s, rapid economic growth and aspirations to become a industrial power nation, had given Japan a strong boost. Riding on cheap rents, precision parts manufacturers would sub-contract their production out. Father worked with one such sub-contractor. And he would drink up his daily wages each time before coming home.  An aggressive drunk, always in disputes, with a habit for stealing. Needless to say, he never brought home a single cent. He was that type of a father.

Mother took my elder brother and me, and tried to leave many times.  How could she have fallen in love with him? I could never figure it out. But to this day, Mother would say this of Father , “In spite of everything, he still had his moments of gentleness.”

Not studying in high school; quitting my job to go to Tokyo in my 18th summer.  Perhaps my mother, with the strength unique to all mothers, accepted my father as he was, and then, accepted me too in my ways.

I had never told anyone that “I wanted to be a musician”, and with that, the day of my departure dawned. All my Nagasaki friends and my girlfriend at that time, came to see me off. It was then that I realized, I didn’t tell Mother about my departure time.

ブルートレイン The Blue Train, as it rolled slowly out from the station, my thoughts had long raced ahead of me towards my future. From now on, the real life that I was to have begins. I was finally free. For the moment, it didn’t matter to me whether I was to make it as a musician. All I wanted was to be free, I had always wanted to leave this small town and go to a place where no-one knew me. So, without even truly understanding what the word meant, I had set off for Tokyo amidst my fantasies of ‘freedom’.

The Midnight Blue Train
Will take me anywhere it wants
Just as I thought
To speed forward, is (the only way) to live
I'm absolutely sure of it
(Hamada Shogo, Midnight Blue Train)


~ End of Chapter 1 ~

Translated from Midori's blog (http://hk.myblog.yahoo.com/fukuyama-masaharu/article?mid=396)
Original posted on ANN TamaRadi blog 2007.03.14


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« Reply #13 on: February 08, 2009, 10:07:33 PM »

I feel so touched by his words, explaning what kind of life he & his okasan & brother had to go through. How all this experiences made him the person he is. How much he wanted to make his dream come true. I felt the sadness when he did not tell his okasan when he was leaving.  Cry

Infor: Most mother will discreetly go through their son/daughters' drawer. I know my mom do, so I never keep any 'secret stuff' there. LOL... Masha's mom is so cool with her answer.
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« Reply #14 on: February 08, 2009, 11:41:52 PM »

He is very brave to be willing to admit his young ways and to disclose his family life, given his status in Japan. I couldn't help liking him more as a person when I first saw this. I was touched by his reaction after making his mom cry, and by how he sees her as accepting him totally despite all his immaturities. As a mom, I wish I can do the same.

He must have been a handful when he was young, and so full of attitude Smiley. I agree, his mom is so cool. Apparently, she was the breadwinner of the family, and big brother was always the mature one while he the impulsive kid who couldn't hold his tongue. It seems from his other blogs that everytime he gets together with his mom (even now), they usually end up in argument.  Roll Eyes
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