Nathan Algren (
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fandomhigh2017-05-19 06:25 am
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Japanese Art, Friday, Period Two
This week, the classroom's setup hadn't changed all that much from the week before. A low-set table and some cushions to sit on. But instead of paper sitting on the table, there were bowls of soil and mud from various locations around the island, another bowl with water, and a few hand-towels, enough for everybody. In the center of the table, there was a small dish, with several polished spheres sitting on it.
"This week," Nathan said, smirking faintly, "we're going to be polishing dirt."
Polishing dirt, forming glossy spheres out of it, one of those.
"I'm going to preface this class by saying that you won't finish your project in the time we have available today," he continued. "Dorodango - literally 'mud dumpling' - is a project that requires patience. Hours and hours of patience."
So it was probably a testimony to how much spare time Nathan had on his hands that there were like seven of the things on the dish in the middle of the table, right?
"I'm going to take you through the beginning stages this week, though. If anybody is interested in actually finishing their dorodango, they're welcome to leave with a printed copy of the instructions, or just stay after class to continue working on their mud ball up to the resting point."
He reached in to one of the bowls to grab himself a comfortable handful of mud, and started working it in his hands.
"Step one," he said, still looking somewhat amused, "squeeze out the excess water, and work your handful of mud into a sphere."
Get to it, students. You were performing the ancient Japanese children's art of basically making shiny round mud pies. Weren't you glad you took this class?
"This week," Nathan said, smirking faintly, "we're going to be polishing dirt."
Polishing dirt, forming glossy spheres out of it, one of those.
"I'm going to preface this class by saying that you won't finish your project in the time we have available today," he continued. "Dorodango - literally 'mud dumpling' - is a project that requires patience. Hours and hours of patience."
So it was probably a testimony to how much spare time Nathan had on his hands that there were like seven of the things on the dish in the middle of the table, right?
"I'm going to take you through the beginning stages this week, though. If anybody is interested in actually finishing their dorodango, they're welcome to leave with a printed copy of the instructions, or just stay after class to continue working on their mud ball up to the resting point."
He reached in to one of the bowls to grab himself a comfortable handful of mud, and started working it in his hands.
"Step one," he said, still looking somewhat amused, "squeeze out the excess water, and work your handful of mud into a sphere."
Get to it, students. You were performing the ancient Japanese children's art of basically making shiny round mud pies. Weren't you glad you took this class?

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Japanese children making dorodango were apparently far more patient than he'd ever been in his youth.
Work on Your Dorodango!
After that, the next thirty or forty minutes are going to be spent trying to make that sphere as perfect as possible. Hold it in one hand, sprinkle dry soil on it, and then rub it off again. Try not to overdo it, though. Balls of mud are not exactly known for their structural stability.
If you end up with a smooth-looking (not yet polished) sphere, congratulations. You've done everything you can do for the time being, and it's time to let your sphere rest and dry on those hand towels that were provided.
... You didn't think he'd brought those along for you to clean the dirt from your hands with, did you?
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He'd also brought a book of Japanese poetry and a small plate of sushi. He liked to be prepared.
He gave Algren a proper bow. Then saw what the students were working on and chuckled.
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Algren, hands full of mud, glanced up at Hannibal and gave a little grin. Yeah, he wasn't going to be reaching for a book or for the sushi any time in the near future.
"Dr. Lecter," he said, nodding his welcome from where he was seated. "Come in, make yourself comfortable."
Play in the mud?
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"I suppose I ought to say that this is meant to be a lesson about how beauty can be found in the most unlikely of places, or perhaps it's some manner of metaphor for how patience can pay off in unexpected ways, but," he chuckled a little, "really, I just remember making them with a young man I know in Japan, back when he was younger."
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Mud polishing was weirdly therapeutic.
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Higen was significantly older than that, now.
Still.
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Then again, I'd probably keep trying to read things on my phone, and I'd end up with a muddy phone, so.