Last week I had to do a project for school about the sun. So, I did all the usual science stuff – layers of the sun, chemical composition etc, etc – and then I did a section on different myths about how the sun came into existence from all around the world. My favourite story was from Japan. The story is that Izanagi-no-mikoto and his wife Izanami-no-mikoto were the Japanese creator gods. Their children were Tsukiyomi the god of the moon and Amaterasu goddess of the sun. The moon god went to earth to visit the goddess of food. Her name was Uke-mochi. The food goddess was so pleased to see the moon god that she vomited up a present of rice and fish for her visitor. She thought this was a nice gift but the moon god was very offended so he killed the food goddess and returned to his home in heaven. When the moon god got home he told his sister the sun godesss what had happened to her friend the food goddess and she was so angry with her brother that she swore never to see him again. Now when the sun sets the moon comes out and when the moon is gone the sun arrives. All this time later they are still not talking. As you can see I drew a picture of this unfortunate misunderstanding for my project.
This story made me think about sushi which is rice and fish. I thought “mmm sushi.” I had a dance class at 7.30 in the evening so, on my way I persuaded my mum to stop at a small sushi restaurant in Pretoria East.
We ordered a tuna and salmon sushi and sashimi platter.
It was fish and rice but not vomited out of a food goddess. It was good.