The rice has been planted. There are rice fields all over the place. They are right in the city many times. Basically everyone works on a rice field. It`s not like a regular field. It has a couple centimeters (things similar to inches) of water on top the field. They also don`t plant just seeds very often. They plant them as small little plants that are already half a foot tall. I`m excited to watch them all grow. By the time you get here, in July, they will all be very tall and almost ready to harvest. They don`t get tall like corn or anything. They get up to about your waist height. They look pretty similar to grass right now. It`s just a couple strands of grass put together in a clump. Then, one of those clumps every couple of inches all lined up in a straight row. Most people have told me that when they were younger, they planted the rice fields by hand, one at a time. Many many older women are permanently bent over so their hips are bent at a ninety degree angle and their upper body is parallel to the ground. They can`t stand up straight. It comes from bending over to plant rice their whole life and from drinking too much tea (it weakens your bones). Nowadays, everyone just rides a machine through the field that plants it all for them. It seems pretty convenient. Along the road that we walk from the apartment to the train station there are a few rice fields in a row. The first two just look like normal rice fields with the little plants in straight lines and a couple inches of water. The third one, however, has a sign that says "Tamagawa Elementary School's Practice Learning Field". The rice is not in straight lines at all. They are in weird clumps. A lot of them have fallen over. There are tons of big mounds of dirt and footprints everywhere. It`s way funny and way cute. I`m excited to watch them grow. After they get taller, it`s cool to watch them wave as the wind blows through them.