sReminiscence

2005-09-05T18:41:00.001-07:00

* Instead of introduction *
There are a lot of cultures, nations, religions in one and only world where we all living together, and everyone has own viewpoint to the situations that happens around. Our ideas, habits, reactions, attitude depends even of our personality. Each of us individual and unique in this world. So, we need to be more patient, understandable, and helpful to each others. And I belife, that only together, in mutual dialog we can resolve problems and situations that are staying and araising on our way, in our lifes.
Personally, I like to know more about different cultures and people, like to gain new experiences, and even trouble situations that arising sometimes makes me more experienced.
I tried to write down my life experiences during the way to Japan and some thoughts. And maybe readers, will find something they are not agree with, or even mistakes or suddenly they want to add something here or express their own thoughts. In such cases please inform me.
I feel a big interest to foreign, international literature, and sometimes it’s sad to realise that there are so many great masterpieces in this world you couldn’t read due to time or leak of access. When I was writing my experiences, I remembered one short Indian story which I read in one book many years ago. I don’t remember it so clear this days, but I tried to save the idea. Here it is:
The three blind, old men were discussing for a long time about the real shape of the elephant. They came to elephant, one of them was holding it’s trunk, the second one hold a body, the third one hold a tail. The first old men, with excitment: “I know how elephant looks like! This animal is very long and elastic like a snake!”. “No, you are wrong!” - said the second old man, and continued: “the elephant is not like a snake, this animal is very big, dense and huge, like a rhinoceros!”. The third one that was holding a tail, told: “You both are wrong! The elephant is not like a snake or like a rhinoceros. It’s like very thing like a string!”. The old men could not agree with each other and each of them keept his own opinion.

* I *

Japan wasn’t in the country list I wanted to visit in a close future, because it’s too far, not real, and it was like an idea to visit this interesting country somewhere in the future, but life situations changing everything and in two thousand five I have visited it.
But my trip began far from this place, in Ukrain, just because I participated in other youth project at that time. So the way run through several countries, like Ukrain – Russia – Japan. I took my train from Simferopol lately in the evening, and I came to Moscow almost in the midnight.
Moscow is the biggest city of former of Soviet Union and even now it’s the biggest city and capital among all the countries of new country formation: SIS (Sovereign of Independent States and includes all the countries of former Soviet Union). This capital remains me Soviet times, because of huge as forts, grey as a sky, cold as an ocean buildings and architecture that is pressing everyone and crush personal identity & makes feel to person that he is only small piece of Soviet system or Soviet machine. When I came to Moscow it was raining and huge and gray hall of “Kazanskii” train station was crowded even it was midnight. The first thing I made is a currency exchange. I had “hrivnas” that is national currency of Ukrain and changed it to “rubles”. Due to some pity circumstances I couldn’t find a good place to overnight and only idea I had is to overnight in the train station. Of course, it was deadly dangerous for a foreigner to overnight in the train station but I made my decision. So till 2 a.m. I was walking around, drinking hot english tea, sending emails to Rie W., and only after that time went to the “waiting hall” to sleep, but I couldn’t sleep, because I have worried all the night for my rucksack with documents and money.

* II *

Next day I took my luggage from the keep service and went to the metro station. Actually it wasn’t next day because I didn’t have a feeling that next day come, so it was one long day that began just after I left the train and lasted till now.
I asked people some questions concerning the metro station and found it very simple, because of it’s good plan. Moscow’s metro station bindes capital with a big circle line, and from it’s inner all the branches go to all parts of the city. So, I easily found my way to the international airport “Sheremetyevo II”.
My flight was in the evening, but I came at 10 a.m., so I had a planty of free time to walk around. In the airport I felt myself much safer than in the train station, maybe because of foreigners that also as I were waiting their flight, and it’s atmosphere.
When the “check in” time came I went to the luggage-check service, where an young lady of the airport asked some questions about the luggage. Then I passed pass – check service, where another strict woman asked about purpose of my visit. When I passed the last chek-in, I went to the “duty free” area. Many japanese went to the souvenier shops and boutiques with some rush, maybe because it was the last opportunity for them to buy something that will remain huge Russia. As for me, I just passed through of them, but anyway it was nice, interesting to see all these postcards and souveniers. So many in one place, maybe that I couldn’t see nowhere else.
After one hour everyone was happy because of bought souveniers, and with this great inspiration waited the plane. In the waiting area I met one scientist from Kazakhstan. The grandfather aged man, was wearing formal gray costume, and small glasses. He ramains me my proffessors at the University, so such visual formality ususally makes a distance between people. But inspite of his appereance, the character wasn’t so strict, but kind. He was going to participate in the International Conference too, but somewhere in south part of Japan. The conference was connected with topics of legacy and consequences of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, nuclear issues. And met also with young lady from Moscow city. The young scientist Petrova was a lady, about 28 years old, tall, and she planned visit country by the invitation of other japanese scientist. Actually, they both are working in the same field of science, so mutual understanding, fresh ideas, interexchange of the experiences, practics and experiments are the things they wanted to do.
The dialog was very deep and scintifical for me, and it’s normal way between two scientists.
We sat in the airplane and flight to Japan.

* III *

My asia nature makes other people feel excitement when they suddenly realise that I can speak fluently russian language and get to know russian culture. The same case was in the airplane when stuardes asked me about the food I want to, and I answered & asked her using my fluent russian.
We succesefully achived Tokyo, an international Narita airport. After we went out, lady Petrova has met with one japanese guy during the flight and introduced him to me. His name was Hiroyuki Yamashiro, from Chigasaki city, Kanagava province. He worked in Russua for some time and came to Japan back. It was a great luck for me, because he helped me in the airport, by showing the Internet center, information desk and even assisted to buy tickets. When I asked him why he is helping me that way, he answered that it is a hospitality, so he suppose and wait that I will do the same things if he will come to Kazakhstan some time in the future. This was his answer.
The circumsances changed, and I needed to go to Haneda local airport, because the meeting point was in Osaka, Kansai airport and I wanted arrange my tickets and fly to Osaka. Great thanks to Rie W., for great support wia internet again.
The weather in Moscow was cold and damp, the airconditioners in Narita airport made the air cool too. So the cool and fresh air followed me all the trip long, and I thought that is the common state and get used it. But when I went out from airport and the doors opened I felt strange feelings. I never sensed this before in my whole life: hot air, warmth and big moisture. But then I realised, that I can poorly compare it with an atmosphere of sauna, when the hot air comes from everywhere. So my first experience was air, something special for me.
I took a bus from Narita to Haneda. The Tokyo from the bus’ window really impressed me: huge buildings, modern architecture, tiny cars, neatness. After about two hours I came there.
The Haneda airport is a very big local flight airport, and it was crowded as maybe “Kazanskii” train station. The personell of the aiport couldn’t speak English good, and spoken English I couldn’t understand well. The accent was very soft, hence “r” sound I couldn’t define properly.
Here I remembered one student from Nigeria, we met in Germany. The big black man, was a bit stout of figure. He wore a long brown robe, and on his chest he carried a big cross. His name was Olasoji Fajbolla, and his English was really un-understandable for me, because of big accent, rough intonation, and speed of his speach. But after some time I get used it. And at this case, thought, I need some time begin to understand this English.
I took the tickets, but then found out that my flight will be delayed. It was a bit amazing for me, because I thought before that the cases like this couldn’t happen here at all, for many reasons. But it happend, and I waited several hours for my flight. Only at almost 6 p.m. all of passengers went to waiting area and passed check-in. It was interesting experience for me, because this local airport was for local flights and there weren’t “any” foreigners, at least I didn’t see them, so only japanese.
At about 9 p.m. I landed at the Kansai interenational airport, in Osaka city. I called to Rie W., and siad that landed succesefully and will wait near the phones.
Rie Watanabe is a person, who supported me all the way long and even more from the beginning. As far as I know from japanese history the Watanabe surname is quite well known, and some great personalities had such surnames, even one of the former revolutioner. I was sitting on the floor and waiting for someone, because I didn’t know the appereance. Suddenly one student with cellphone was telephoning and walking through, but due to my asia nature it’s hard to define me, but the suntan I took on the beaches of Black sea made my skin brown, that wasn’t common, in most cases. The young student was Rie, the person with whom I was emailing all my way long. I wanted to ask but Rie made it first, then came Utsumi. We introduced to each other. It’s always fun to remember the first meetings, especially international, and this was in the same way. I didn’t know them, they me, mutual reactions, characters, behaviours and so on. The first steps in “this” first intercultural, even intercontinental relations were first questions, and Rie and Utsumi were asking me all the time: am I o.k.? or do I want something ? do I have any questions?
When I sat in the bus, in front of the window, it was a bit raining. The small warm rain drops were falling on the big window. Through the window I shaked my hands to them and said goodbye, because they needed to stay in the airport all the night long and wait for other pariticipants. I thought then that this short meeting didn’t open anything, and I had an intention to know about Rie more later, because it was the first and only person I knew “well” in this country, and the great assistance this person made me.
I went by bus to Kyoto, the city I chosed to observe in Japan.

* IV *

The last bus-stop was the place I needed to go out. I went out, waited there for some time. Then two students arised on the road: Yu Yamada and Dominik Schwarz. It was told to me before that I and one student from Germany, will be staying at Yu’s house, and he will be our host. Yu is a student, who studies cross cultural relations, almost the same field as mine. He is not tall, a bit thin, with volumed haircut. He is very cosy person. As for Dominik, he has finished his studies yet; company founder and owner, quite serious. But I understand him quite always, maybe because I get used German culture, due to my previous experiences of participation in various German projects an so on.
After short meeting on the bus stop we went to Yu’s house. Here I want mention, when students here become older they separate from their family and live alone, by renting apartments or living in second parent’s house. And of course, parents support their child, and every month give some money to pay for appartment and other neccissity things.
We took a train, changed it two times, and after maybe fifteen minutes went out from the train station. The werather was nice, but the air was hot, even if it was almost midnight. When we were walking, Dominik and I excited about narrow streets, small cars, and neatness. We aproached Yu’s house.
Yu’s house is the typical one, and is almost the same as many other near houses. The two floor brown house is fenced, and has s small entrance door in it. You open it, and just after two steps you are in front of the door. When person opens it, he finds the area where shoses need to be take off, and all the rest of the floor higher than this place. The first floor contains three areas: entrance area, hall, kitchen, bathroom. Each area separated with a special “pull-door”. The way to second floor goes through the tiny ladder. The floor contains three bedroom areas, and on the floor you can usually find “futons” or mattresses.
After we took off our luggage, we went to the convenient store, to buy some food for this evening. All the food here are seafood mostly, so the first bought food were sushi – cooked rice rolled in a leaf made of sea plants with a fish in the middle and noodles with a soyabeen souce, yougurt, cookies and green tea.
At the midnight I had a breakfast, lunch and dinner together, just because I didn’t eat well all the day long. Dominik. Yu, and I were sitting on the floor, behind low table, eating traditional food with chopsticks! The low table in Japan remained me turk traditional low table in Kazakhstan, but the shape isn’t square but round.
We were tired but happy, new experiences are waited for us.

* V *

I chosed Kyoto just because this city was former capital of the country, and since about VIII century and even till nowdays is a cultural center, hence the best place for first introduction with culture, religion, architecture, traditions and so on. This was my first knowledge about this city.
At 9 o’clock we woke up, it wasn’t for me early, or something special, just usually I woke up early in the morning. All students who chosed Kyoto as a city of their study tour met each other near Hankyu Department store, almost in a downtown, near a small river. The daily schedule for the first day contained two places to visit: Ginkakuji Temple and Kiyomizu Temple.
The first meeting was interesting, and I found out that there are not so many foreign students but Japanese. Foreign students are: Janine and Dominik from Germany, Zsuzsanna from Hungary, Jussi from Finland, Solongo from Mongolia, Darya from Israel. Japanese students are: Takehiro, Tomohiro, Yu!, Yukiko, Yuriko, Yusuke, Satoshi, Shinsuke, Shinya, Saori, Saori, Ryuji, Hisayo, Kaoru, Erika, Ayuko, Natsuko, Risa, Mutsumi, Kokoro, Mika, Masahiro. Did I miss someone? With such a big group we went to Ginkakuji Temple by bus. We went out from the bus and walked along the road that run to the Temple. There were a lot of small souvenir shops, small restaurants, on the both sides of the narrow road. Everything was bright and colorful.
When you enter Ginkakuji Temple first you go through small gates, and pass hedges made of stones, bamboos and camellias lining both sides. This temple was established in 1482 by Ashikaga Yoshimasa, the eighth Muromachi Shogunate and formally it called Higashiyama Jishoji. The place where Higashiyama culture formed is the start of modern life style of the Japanese. There are beautiful garden, and two buildings: Kannonden and Tougudo. The first one is two stored: the first floor is built in traditional Japanese residential architecture style, and the second floor is Chinese temple style. There is a golden bronze phoenix on the roof that is the Goddess of Mercury.
After excursion we went to restaurant to have a lunch. Some of us ordered spaghetti, green tea, ice-cream and some traditional cookies and sweets.
The second part of the day we spent in Kiyomizu-dera Temple. It was established more early than the first one, in 780 and remains associated with the Hosso sect of Japanese Buddhism. It stands in the wooden hills and bellow you can find wooden terrace, and taste the spring water, with healing power. There you can find also Jishu Shrine that will be very interesting for romantic personalities (!) a shrine that dedicated to the deity of love. There are two rocks, in front of shrine, that placed in several meters from one another. Walking from one rock to another with closed eyes brings luck in your love life!
The rest of the day we spent in “Asia kitchen” restaurant where we all celebrated our first meeting and Ayuku’s birthday.
After we finished our party all the group separated into two parts: japanese and foreigners. The thing was that all the events for this day were finished, but Europeans and some others wanted to go somewhere else at night e.g. disco or pub. Because it’s normal way of time spending there. Soon we realised that discos are absolutely not popular in Kyoto or even in Japan, and it’s hard to find something else. The solution we all found was to go to nearest store to buy some cokies, chips and then make a party near the river. We hardly found support and went together to the river and spend there our time till eleven o’clock. Almost all were talking much about their arrival experiences, Janine told about big problems with custom service, check-in service to enter the country, the same problems had I.

* VI *

On the next day we went to Chinese Character museum. The funny thing was that nobody didn’t support us with a proper translation at all! Firstly someone told me that we are going to visit sweets factory’s museum, then someone else told me that this is a museum of Japanese history, my own first impression at that time that it was a company’s museum. Only deeply at night Yu told me that the place we have visited was Kanji-Chinese Character museum!
Museum situated somewhere in the downtown, and actually it’s situated in the office of Kanji Aptitude Testing Foundation or KANKEN foundation.
I, Dominick and Yu came lately, so when we came there the lecture about the foundation was already running. We sat on the desk and the lecturer continued his speach in Japanese. I felt a language immersion! After speach lecturer made an excursion. The first pannel we all saw was Kanji of the year. As I understand, every year people chose one Kanji symbol, as a special sign of the year. Then we introduced on how Kanji entered the Japanese language.
Many centures ago no Japanese writing system existed. Then in the 5th century via Korea, Chinese characters or Kanji were first introduced to Japan. But they were associated with the corresponding with native Japanese words and their pronunciations. For special sounds were made additional syllable based scripts: hiragana and katakana. Kanji are ideograms, and each of it has its own meaning. It’s possible to combine them in order to make new words.
I saw the materials were used to write the first Kanji: small sticks made of bambu barks, turtle corpers, first papers. Next pannel show us big, old sheets of papers with many stories on them and was just an example how Kanji were used. Also we could see many instruments used to write them.
At the beginning of the excursion we all received big bags with instructions and materials on how to prepeare and pass the Kanji test, analog of Toefl or DAF language tests that prove your language proficiency. So, it was an excellent start to learn Japanese!
After museum we went to the Suntory beer factory. First we had a video lecture about Suntory’s history and knew that there are only several factories that producing Suntory brand beer in Japan. We had an interesting excursion throughout the factory, and saw every technological proccessing of beer producing. So, first you need take best beans, that are grow up using natural clean water in ecological safe place, then dry it, use the high-end technologies to brew it, add some brewer’s yeast, wait for about two weeks and then beer is ready. Did I miss something?
After excursion we went to factory’s cafeteria and tasted the Suntory beer. Everybody liked it, and it’s true because this brand has an old tradition of beer making, so the beer is always best.
In the evening we went to the restaurant to have a dinner there, and ordered sushi, noddles, soya souce and other sea food, green tea .
The day was over, and traditionally we went to the convenient store to buy some drinks and spent our evening on the top of Kyoto train station, lying on the grass of small green garden. When we went back I retelled to Ayuku a plot story I’ve recently read. It was “Pretenders” of phillipinian author Hose Fanzisko Sionil.

* VII *

The meeing point that day was a train station. And the place we wanted to visit was bamboo forest. We took a train, walked for about ten minutes thorough the agricultural fields, and achived small tram station. And the train that is going there named as “romantic train” or sagano sight-seeing tram. The beautiful landscape of trees, mountains, and river makes the scenery from the windows of the tram very impressive. The tram made a short stop on a bridge, so everyone could see the river gorge. The funny personage weared a mask was running all the way long, and suddenly run out on the station and couldn’t reach the tram again.
We went out at Saga-Arashiyama station, bought some souveniers there and continued our walk to the bamboo forest. I have never been in bamboo forest before so it was very interesting for me to see such a forest. It was really splendid walking.
The rest of the day we spend in a small city just rambling, visiting many souvenier shops, walking around.
I bought a digital camera this day, and spent much time just walking around and making fotos. It was so interesting that I totally forgot about the time of our meeting point. Mutsumi, Kokkoro and the others were very anxious and even told to local police that I lost my way!
In the evening we went to Suzuki’s house, and made there small party. I learnd how to make sushi by my own, tasted traditional rice-balls, learned origami, and listened to traditional Japanese music Kokkoro brought with.

* VIII *

The 6th of August was traditional family day. Most of the participants went back home visit their parents. I woke up early in the morning, and with others went to store and bought the food for our breakfast. When we were eating breakfast came Solongo and Risa, and that day was Risa’s birthday. We celebrated her birthday, and suddenly Suzuki brough cakes and sweets he bought in the supermarket, so the brithday was really nice. This day was free, no schedule at all. So we chosed to go to Todai-ji temple.
We went to Nara that day and from the train station just walked around, then found a big park with a lot of temples and shrines. The famous one is Kohfuku-ji temple (?) of Kamakura period. During our wandering in the city, we met many dears on our way. They did not afraid people at all. Some of us took cookies and gave to dears.
A mother of one little boy bought him cookies, that usually sold in the park, especailly for dears. When the little boy took them, the pack of dears was running for him. He was running and screaming, because he scared much, and suddenly threw away all his cookies.
That day we visited Todai-ji Temple that was built in the Nara period (710 – 794 AD). A very big temple made of wood. It was founded by Bishop Roben, and is to this day the Head Temple of the Kegon Sect of Buddhism. The chief object of worship is Vairocana Buddha. It’s made from cast bronze, which was then plated with gold, and was damaged and repaired several times. The current building is actually the third generation structure; it’s smaller as precious, but still ranks as the largest wooden structure in the world.
I didn’t observe inner side of the temple, but rambled near and found small temple near Todai-ji. The smaller one had traditional garden made of white stones that looks like a sea.
From one brochure we noticed that in the evening will be special candle fest, and we wanted to go there and to see it. So after Todai-ji we went to one city’s restaurant and spend there several hours. I ordered a soup with soybean bread inside. After restaurant we went to the park again and could see lots of candles standing on the ground. It was dark at that time so burned candles made the beautiful und unique sight.
In the park I saw a hut that is historically traditional conical Kazakh house, and was very surprised to see it in Japan. But when I came closer, found out that this hut representing Mongolia. The hut was a small museum that promoted Mongolian culture in Japan. People were standing in a line and paid money to enter and see it. The man in national robe, probably, was talking about Mongolia, about Chingiskhan, steppe, culture and at the end singing traditional song.
It was raining that evening. We were tired a lot and went back home to our hosts.

* IX *

That day we slept till twelve o’clock, except me – I woke up early in the morning again and was writing a big email to one friend. It was the last day staying in Yu’s house, so everyone was enjoying the last day. Dominik was sleeping till one o’clock, then we had a short breakfast-lunch together and went to the train station.
With whole group we went to Biwako Retreat Center. This center situated near “Riwa” lake, and represented with several buildings. The main building included dining room, seminar rooms and a big hall. We stayed in lodges, in small houses in the forest. The lodges were made of wood, and it’s common to find big running or flying insects inside the house! In the evening we made barbecue, typical american style barbecue that people here like very much. For me it was something special, because I didn’t have barbecue before.
After barbecue we went to lodges again and had a farewell party or goodbye party. Actually it was the last day with some students. Organisers made a special evening by dressing us in Kimono!, and after this we mastered in origami and calligraphy.
In the midnight all the foreigners went to “Riwa” lake just for swimming. It was the last day and everyone thought about a last opportunity to go swimming, so everyone had the same thoughts. The rest of the students, were absolutely against swiming at all: it was dark, nobody didn’t know the place, and lake. Foreigners were swimming and other participants used their cellphones to make some light and check people. I couldn’t swim at all, so Jussi, student from Finland, prommised to save me in emergency. I was afraid a bit, but used baby-ring helped me to stay on the water surface.
When I came back, one of the organisers - Risa was sleeping on the table. I stayed alone in the hall till 3 a.m. watching local TV. The program I was watching, about Mongolia again: traditional huts, steppe, nomads, culture were discribed in details. So, Mongolia is a quite popular country in Japan.
We all were tired and experienced and each of us worried for the next day where we would have a general meeting.

* Instead of conclusion *
It’s hard to believe that population of Kyoto is about 2 millions. It’s too much for the city comparing to my country’s population and less concerning my experiences during the study tour.
It’s always very interesting to know how people live here, to know everyday’s life, language, traditions, sea food, schedule, life style, fashion, historical places like shrines and temples and so on. All this things very interesting, and sometimes not usual for me.
The country is always different, and the first approach don’t give the full picture of it. But mabye first experiences are the most interesting, memoriable or even special for the whole life, arent’ they?
* * *

I've wrote this short story just after arrival:

Legend: Chingiskhan - the son of the great steppe
Many years ago, some people says in the thirteen century or so, somewhere in the middle of Asia continent, in a small village was born a child. It was autumn. The hut1 in which he born was tiny, old and it was standing besides the others huts, because parents were very poor people and many other members of this tribe usually went through it. When you come inside you need to open the curved door, and it is broken, but when you make a first step you feel something scraching in your soul. And only here you realise that innering is very cosy even warm, and complitely opposite of ugly hut’s outside. The mystery of the hut comes from the wall, floor, and maybe it’s round shape. Then you take your shoes off, and sit on the carpet that covered with wool. Your glance goes from the door and stops on the middle of the hut. The warmth of hearth2 that stays in a middle, makes you feel warm, and then your glance goes up, and following the smoke, and you see the circled hole on the top of this hut. Through this circle, you see the clean sky, the stars, and feel calm in a soul.
Happy parents named him as Temuchin. But after several years they died. Nobody knows their names, and the reason they died, but everyone remembers the hospitality and generosity of the poor family.
Temuchin grew up alone, wandering from one village to another, visiting many huts and tribes of the great steepe and even from that youth time he learned to understand various people and live with them. The magic steppe attracted the young nomad’s3 heart. He trained a lot, spending much time with weapons, and then success came him. Firstly he made and leaded small group of youth wariors and asked to serve for rich lords, by fighting and guarding them. The elderly wariors saw something in this brave guy, and after big successeful campigns he became well known.
But he didn’t like the wars between tribes, nations and an idea he had and carried always with him is to unite all tribes of the great steppe.
Now when everyone know him and his word was the word everyone heard, his idea came true. He could unite the tribes, which included mongol4 tribes, turk5 tribes, tatar6 tribes. Then he changed his name, because he felt that new era came, the new impire will come soon. And the imperor of this impire was Chingiskhan, a new name of Temuchin.
His army was strong and brave, so soon they captured all the flat territories from Ohotsk sea7 to the East and Kaspean sea8 to the west. When they came to Japanese sea, some China inhabitans said that there are several beautiful islands behind this sea. Chingiskhan was very interested and gave immediately order to his great army to capture islands. The first attempts to land on the islands failed: when the great wariors sat on the boats, and were on the middle of their way, suddenly arised sea storm everytime. The first and second attempts were unlucky too, on the third time half of the army survived in the storm and achived the islands.
The survived wariors were rough, violent people. They settled on the beautiful islands and formed there great “samurai” society. The old legends says, that the term “samurai”, came from Central Asia region, and one of the turk languages - Kazakh language, even till nowdays contain the same similar word “sumurai”, that means rough, violent person.
Samurais served for their lords, captured authority serveral times, worked as teachers, were honored by the society and became part of the great history of Japan.
Chingiskhan thought that all his attempts failed, because he didn’t receive a message from survived wariors. And turned his great army to the West and wanted to capture all Europe and Middle East. But suddenly, during one of his big campign the worse illness came him and he died.
The great son of the great steppe died, and everybody knew that it was the last day of the great impire, where could be only one imperor and noone else. The discords between tribe leaders arised, but before his death Chingiskhan devided his great impire into big distincts and shared them between his sons: one of them took the territories of Mongolia, the others took the territories of Central Asia, close territories and so on.
Great Chingiskhan died, and the discords of his origin are still araising, but one we can say for sure that he was a son of the great steppe that starts in Mongolia and ends somwhere in Central Asia...

The end

NOTES
1 hut - traditional nomad’s conical house

2 hearth - traditional fireplace
3 nomad - steppe wanderer, life style
4 mongols - tribes that lived in Mongolia region
5 turks – tribes of the Central Asia region

6 tatars – asia tribes of Altay region (South East of Russia)

7 Ohotsk sea – the sea on East part of Russia

8 Kaspian sea – here, the sea on the west of Kazakhstan

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