Uchideshi at Nippon Kan
By Arturo Alvarez Kawai
December 2008
I arrived to Nippon Kan dojo in Denver on a cold rainy night. It was
the last night of March, but you could hardly tell it was already spring.
When I left it was hot and it hadnft rained for at least a month. It felt
like another city, the dojo looked different, and I would like to believe
I had changed, too. I had spent in Nippon Kan the last three months but
certainly felt like it had been years.
To be honest, life as an uchideshi wasnft quite what I had expected. Of
course I knew it meant intense training and a lot of work, but before
I started I thought the work was going to be limited to that on the mat.
Cleaning the Japanese Folk Art Museum, sweeping and vacuuming the premises,
scrubbing the toilets, picking up garbage around the building, assisting
in school field trips that arrive to Nippon Kan every now and then, watering
the beautiful garden and helping to trim some old trees or to plant new
ones are all just some of the many chores you might have to complete during
your time as an uchideshi. And thatfs just before starting the four to
five hours in average of daily training.
As soon as I arrived I was told that the newest uchideshi is always the
lowest ranked student, the last link in the chain. Back home I was a lawyer,
and as such I was used to wear suits, write contracts, prepare lawsuits,
go to court, meet clients and, most importantly, have a secretary and
an assistant at my disposal. In Nippon Kan I was a janitor: a janitor
who practiced Aikido during his spare time.
But if you are willing to leave behind many of the comforts you take for
granted on your daily life, even for those short three months, you might
get one of the most gratifying rewards one can get. Your Aikido technique
will improve, sure, if you work on it, but you will also learn that true
Aikido is far more than practice on the mat. Because just as Aikido is
always performed with partners, your life always develops around people.
And that is probably the one treasure I took from Nippon Kan and hopefully
will always carry with me: The people I met there.
Itfs been only a few months since I officially finished the uchideshi
program and I still have to understand many of Homma Kanchofs teachings,
but that is part of the process I suppose. Anyway, they say that gonce
an uchideshi, always an uchideshih, meaning that every time I return to
Nippon Kan they will expect me to clean the museum, vacuum the hallways,
scrub the toilets, pick up the garbage, water the garden . . . The last
link in the chain. I sincerely look forward to it.
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