Wandering in Japan
Wandering...
(this my new attempt to keep some sort of blog so that people back at home or places where the phone service is too expensive can read about my life and the daily events whether mundane or totally exciting to the maximum I`m also gonna do a new thing where I type in different colors and the colors determine the mood i`m currently in, therefore wait for updates on mood.) what a huge run-on sentence....
Orange means -- feeling good.
Well today was the first day of my new blog and my frist day of school with my students. Well technically all I do was give a small speech at the opening ceremony of the new school year. Technically it`s their second half of the year cause their scghool year goes from April to March, with all the appropriate holidaqys in between.
So anyway I was to give the whole school a speech on Hawaii and that I`m gonna be their new English teacher and stuff. I was thinking of a creative way for the students at Rakuo Elementary to hear me speak and I went blank....
Standing in front of the whole school just waiting to be introduced, felt like ages. My palms are sweaty, knees weak arms of heavy, there`s vomit on my sweater, mom`s spaghetti... yeah right! But I was pretty nervous. So I finally get introduced and the first thing that come out of my mouth...
ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHA!
Can you belive that?!? Krystal was just saying how she had done that with her students. My first impression, "we don`t really say it like that" But what did I do????
Anyway the school seemed to accept my crude greeting (by local standards) and I was the casue for all the snickering, whispering, and giggling. Why do we teach our children that your first impression of soemthign different is ot to point and stare or giggle? Beats me...
Afterwards I was sent to the staff office where I usually just sit there and pretend to work on something because there is absolutely nothing to do. Good news is that I`m getting paid but teh bad news, I`m wasting my life away at a cold, confined desk. I guess teh VP saw me pretendingn and he came up to me and told me that if I wanted to go observe the other classes then it would be ok. SO I did.
Each class was pretty interesting, all of them unique in their own way. Every class had that one student who isn`t really paying attention and is totally day dreaming and he/she sees me standign in the doorway watching their class. This then starts a wave of whispering and then the whole class is staring at me with the teacher humbly saying "please come in". I declined all but one. The obe teacher I decided to go into was the one that could speak English well enoughf or me to build somewort of communication connection. SHe told the class about me and I started to get bombarded with questions. Whats your favorite food, animal, color, sprot, what are your hobbies, AM I SINGLE?? The most shocking of the questions asked by a fourth grade girl. I guess its a big thign here. The personal tour of the school kept me busy for about an hour.
So now I`m sitting at the computer writing while all the other teachers are doing their own thing which they are doing all the time anyway. Wow the start of a very new blog... can I update it you might ask? I hope so...
Break it DOWN!!
(this my new attempt to keep some sort of blog so that people back at home or places where the phone service is too expensive can read about my life and the daily events whether mundane or totally exciting to the maximum I`m also gonna do a new thing where I type in different colors and the colors determine the mood i`m currently in, therefore wait for updates on mood.) what a huge run-on sentence....
Orange means -- feeling good.
Well today was the first day of my new blog and my frist day of school with my students. Well technically all I do was give a small speech at the opening ceremony of the new school year. Technically it`s their second half of the year cause their scghool year goes from April to March, with all the appropriate holidaqys in between.
So anyway I was to give the whole school a speech on Hawaii and that I`m gonna be their new English teacher and stuff. I was thinking of a creative way for the students at Rakuo Elementary to hear me speak and I went blank....
Standing in front of the whole school just waiting to be introduced, felt like ages. My palms are sweaty, knees weak arms of heavy, there`s vomit on my sweater, mom`s spaghetti... yeah right! But I was pretty nervous. So I finally get introduced and the first thing that come out of my mouth...
ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHA!
Can you belive that?!? Krystal was just saying how she had done that with her students. My first impression, "we don`t really say it like that" But what did I do????
Anyway the school seemed to accept my crude greeting (by local standards) and I was the casue for all the snickering, whispering, and giggling. Why do we teach our children that your first impression of soemthign different is ot to point and stare or giggle? Beats me...
Afterwards I was sent to the staff office where I usually just sit there and pretend to work on something because there is absolutely nothing to do. Good news is that I`m getting paid but teh bad news, I`m wasting my life away at a cold, confined desk. I guess teh VP saw me pretendingn and he came up to me and told me that if I wanted to go observe the other classes then it would be ok. SO I did.
Each class was pretty interesting, all of them unique in their own way. Every class had that one student who isn`t really paying attention and is totally day dreaming and he/she sees me standign in the doorway watching their class. This then starts a wave of whispering and then the whole class is staring at me with the teacher humbly saying "please come in". I declined all but one. The obe teacher I decided to go into was the one that could speak English well enoughf or me to build somewort of communication connection. SHe told the class about me and I started to get bombarded with questions. Whats your favorite food, animal, color, sprot, what are your hobbies, AM I SINGLE?? The most shocking of the questions asked by a fourth grade girl. I guess its a big thign here. The personal tour of the school kept me busy for about an hour.
So now I`m sitting at the computer writing while all the other teachers are doing their own thing which they are doing all the time anyway. Wow the start of a very new blog... can I update it you might ask? I hope so...
Break it DOWN!!
posted by Chris at 9:52 AM
1 Comments:
when the student asked you if you were single, did you tell them, "no, i'm seeing the other teacher." teacher incest. yuck. ha.
and i think you shoulda done a fake ass hawaiian chant and danced a fake hula to introduce yourself. worked at convention.
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