I came to Nagoya to find out how Filipinos build a community here.
A Filipina I met at Ikeda Park left me a clue:
“Go to Nunoike church at six.”
So I did.
Then I spotted a sign:
“No filming inside.”
So I put my camera away.
For the next 20 minutes, I just watched everyone and followed along.
I was pretty sure I looked awkward...😂
People were singing.
People were praying.
I didn’t really know what was going on.
I just watched the people around me and followed along.
Suddenly, everyone around me started kneeling.
I followed them, wondering why it was so uncomfortable.
Then I realized everyone had these tiny chairs hidden under their feet. 😂
I quietly pulled mine down and followed their lead.
After the Mass, I met Antonio and his son, Michihiro.
They had come from Ichinomiya.
I asked Antonio:
“How long have you been living in Japan?”
“Maybe 20 years.”
“20…!?”
His son has been here almost 3 years.
That caught me.
I’ve spent almost 3 years learning Filipino culture in the Philippines.
And now, in Nagoya, I was standing in front of someone who had spent almost 20 years building a life here.
They told me they come to this church once a month for the Tagalog Mass.
Then Antonio told me something I didn’t expect:
“There are so many Filipinos in Ikeda Park.”
I stopped.
I had already been to Ikeda Park.
That was actually where I got the clue that brought me to this church.
So now I have another question:
How are all these places—and people—connected?
I came looking for a Filipino community.
Instead, I keep finding people who lead me to the next clue.
Still Learning.
Still Exploring.
One conversation at a time.
I came to this church thinking I was following a clue to a place. A room where Filipinos in Nagoya gather. A place I could point to and call the community.
Then Antonio told me he had lived here for almost 20 years.
Almost 20 years building a life in Japan. Almost 3 years learning Filipino culture in the Philippines. Different countries. Different directions. For a moment, I wasn't sure which of us was the beginner.
And then he sent me back to Ikeda Park.
I had thought every clue was bringing me closer. Maybe they were only bringing me around.
I came looking for a Filipino community in Nagoya and instead found people who keep leading me to the next clue.
| Date | October 4, 2026 |
|---|---|
| Location | Catholic Nunoike Church Kyoshikibu, Nagoya |
| Event Type | Tagalog Mass / Community Search |
| Access Method | Followed a clue from a Filipina I met at Ikeda Park |
| Food Featured | None (Antonio said he misses kwek kwek and named sinigang as his favorite) |
| Cost to Attend | Free. I’m Buddhist, but they welcomed me to join the Mass. |
| Rarity | 🟨🟨🟨⬜⬜ — A Tagalog Mass where I was welcomed to join |
| Bayanihan Index | 🟨🟨🟨🟨⬜ — Strong communal presence: people singing, praying, and helping those who arrived later find a seat. |
I still don't know how Ikeda Park, this church, and the people I keep meeting all connect to each other.