During my assignment to the US, "Mike" who was next to my partition, died, and I experienced a funeral in the United States.
There was a hall like a little concert venue in the church, and a lot of people, as if all people in the town.
Several people talked about memories of the deceased at the stage of the hall, and the participant listened to the story and was raising
"very loud laugh"
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In the story when the deceased was playing tennis,
"When it became a final match, when the opponent's smashed came in at the end of the court, and we got a sorry sigh. But He shouted out loud - "Just!" (*)
(*) In general tennis, we play games with such a self judge.
In other words, he said "he was a funny and fun guy that the deceased is vulgarious about winning", and he was inviting the laughter of the venue.
I have been in the US for two years, and I feel that "there are about half a wonderful culture and a non-wonderful culture in the United States"
Among them, I think that the funeral "to remember the deceased with smiling" goes into the top class of a wonderful culture.
(However, you need to think a little, that among the United States, "Fort Collins" in Colorado, had large IT companies and a state university and most people were intellectual people)
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In comparison, to review the funeral in our country
- Odorless meaning Unknown senescence, smell of incense sticks
- Participants who can not do anything other than burning incense by walking
- Buddhist sermon, we do not know what they were talking about, and worse than our newcomer presentation.
- With ordinary, no substitute greetings by the mourner
"What on earth is it for anyone?"
"Is not the funeral to remember the deceased?"
I always think it again and again.
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I was self-evaluating "Speech Failure" on the previous evening's greeting, and I was planning to recover from the mourning greeting at the main funeral.
It is not a story of "people like everywhere". I will talk about my father's story with my feelings and in my words (and within a minute)"
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At the venue in the late night night without anyone, I was continuing to elaborate the contents of my speech, by myself in front of my father in the coffin.