American Hospital of Paris (10) 
          
         My social and private life in Paris (2) 
          
           Let me tell you about my social life within the Japanese community 
          in Paris.
          First, I'd like to mention Mr. M who was the ambassador of Japan then. 
          He was actively involved when visa problem became complicated. I heard 
          later on that he personally negotiated with both governments to solve 
          the problems. He really cared about me since my arrival. He invited 
          me to every party held by the Embassy. Thanks to these social gatherings 
          I could add a lot of human connections immediately after arrival. He 
          was not only an able diplomat but also a sportsman. He held a tennis 
          tournament regularly at the Embassy. He also invited me to it. We played 
          mixed doubles. My best record was runner-ups. My partner then was the 
          wife of the official cook of the Embassy. I once played with Mrs. M 
          (ambassador’s wife). I was too nervous during the game and the result 
          was terrible. However she cared for us enough to participate in the 
          post tournament party at a Korean restaurant. 
          
          I socialized with a lot of employees of Japanese corporations. Most 
          of the CEOs of Japanese corporations were in mid 40s, my age then. 
          Therefore, I got along with them very well. There was a group consisting 
          of the men born in 1950 or 51. I participated in the gathering of this 
          group regularly. Some of the members lived in France for a decade. Their 
          stories were worth listening to. I realized the certain aspects of French 
          culture with the reality while listening their personal histories. Our 
          favorite topic while drinking was one's own romantic adventures. A member 
          talked before us his 10-year history of the encounter, life together 
          and separation with a French woman. It was much more impressive story 
          than fiction. We sometimes talked about episodes in business. I found 
          that most of the successful businessman there in Paris were quite different 
          from the "elite businessmen from Tokyo University" type.
          Although they were mediocre academically, many of them were born“ leaders” 
          like the captain of a college rugby team. They were not afraid of making 
          mistakes. They learned from their mistakes and finally got good results. 
          
          
          Six months after my arrival, I was introduced in a Japanese community 
          paper in Paris. My hobby was written as playing tennis in the article. 
          Reading the article, several tennis circles invited me to join. I joined 
          two circles and played tennis regularly on the weekends. There were 
          people from various professions among my tennis friends;airlines,bank, 
          pharmaceutical companies, accountants, architects, medias, etc. 
          We chatted over a bottle of beer after 2-hours of play. It was fun to 
          listen to the people from profession other than medicine. I also offered 
          free medical advice many times. 
          Most of the members were middle aged men, but there were some single 
          women among the group. I sometimes too these friends out for dinner. 
          It is not natural to dine alone at such restaurants, you know! I confess 
          that twice weekly effective tax deductible money of Dr. Kido was used 
          for these occasions.
          
          My social life in Paris was very rich with good friends as I have told 
          you above. Summing up, those two years in Paris seemed like a very long 
          sabbatical leave in addition to the memorable work as the first Japanese 
          family physician for the Japanese community in Paris. A sabbatical leave 
          is a period of absence with pay every few years. You can do whatever 
          you want during the leave, but most engage in intellectual activities 
          like writing a book or participating in an educational program. For 
          me it was a sabbatical leave, because it was a change from my 10 years 
          at a national hospital and before a life long practice in Osaka. 
          
          The official reason for the practice in Paris was “an experiment of 
          the ideal family medicine.” However, personally it was to experience 
          myself the western culture which I've learned about since childhood, 
          and to make the experience contribute the latter part of my life.
          In Japan, Europe and the US are talked about in the same way. I've always 
          felt that there is a considerable difference between the two cultures 
          just like between Japan and the US. I've felt so from my personal experience 
          in the US and the follow-up of European affairs with media and literature. 
          My answer after 2 year life in Paris was "yes and no." 
          However, I believe there is a qualitative difference between imagining 
          so, living in Japan, and feeling so, living in France. Since there is 
          no space here to go into detail, so I'll tell you an interesting episode 
          instead. It is how they feel towards each other's culture, including 
          language. I found that French and American have an ambivalent feeling 
          towards each other's culture. Although the French contempt for American 
          culture is based on the feeling that Americans are vulgar, superficial, 
          the French love Hollywood movies. (80% of movies shown in Paris are 
          American made.) On the other hand, Americans make fools of themselves 
          using traditional French language, which is an anachronism, but at the 
          same time they love to use French expressions as an epigram. I benefitted 
          from those ambivalent feelings as well. If I told a New Yorker that 
          I was living in Paris for 2 years and spoke French fluently, he would 
          show envy and praise me. The same reaction can be obtained from a Parisian 
          by saying that I lived in New York for 3 years, (...bla bla bla). 
          The slight difference is that the reaction from the Parisian is somewhat 
          cooler. 
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