Ham and Blowfish ball sandwich
Ok I know I know it has been a while since I posted anything but I guess one doesn’t really feel like jumping on the computer unless I’m getting paid to do it, such is the case today when I found out that my school this week has no internet I ran away to the center for some good surfing fun. Anyway recap to what has been going on…
This past weekend was the famous Hanami weekend. Hanami (flower watching) is when the cherry blossoms blooms in the beginning of spring. A little late but well worth the wait. At hanami, you have two objectives. !- Drink and be merry. 2- Look at the flowers. So in short a hanami is an excuse to go out into nature and get your drink on. So last Saturday we had a hanami by the river. The weather was remarkable the same as it would be on any given day in Hawaii. I guess I should also mention the sakura which was pretty impressive as well. I heard someone say during the winter, “don’t underestimate the power of the cherry blossoms” and I know exactly what they were talking about. We stayed by the river until about 10:30 at night enjoying the warm but breezy night. My friend Jamie also brought his fire staff and so we played with that for a good hour. Something about twirling a stick on fire that really makes you feel man-ly. Because the weather was so awesome we went back the next day and did hanami all over again. The forecast was calling for rain but it seemed like a nice day. Due to the mistaken weather forecast the river side was a lot emptier than the previous day. There was so much space that went to a sporting goods store and bought a football. We tossed it around and for that short amount of time it seemed for American in Japan. I guess all we needed to do was through the pigskin around.
School finally started. I guess from a JET’s point of view it’s a good thing because you finally get to do something that doesn’t really cost a lot of money. So anyway I finally got to see the junior high kids. They seem alright, already establishing themselves into their relative cliques and totally alienating the underclassman. Ahh to be so young and carefree again.
Actually there is something I wanted to talk about. Adolescence, what a horrible time in ones life. A friend pointed out to me that the adolescence has got to be the worst time in a kid’s life. Your body going through all the changes and everyone looks different. A teacher might wonder why the junior high kids are the worst behaviorally wise. It’s the damn hormones that make life unbearable. Let’s take boys for example. First of all no matter how tall you are as a boy, in adolescence, you’re only as tall as maybe 30% of the girls around you. Then your voice does freaky things, your arms seem to get longer and longer everyday, your face erupts with infected pores, and on top of all that you noticed that that the girls around you actually look nice and make you feel “funny.” So here’s what my junior high did to the incoming 7th grade boys.
First they made them wear uniforms. I guess one could say that its not bad but then sometimes your measurements are not as proportionate as it should be. A boy might come in with extra long sleeves and high water pants. Then they have the third year girls give them a name tag to be pinned on their lapel. Third year girls here are notorious for having a skirt that should only be worn by strippers let alone 9th graders. The third year girls if not academic or athletic, are most likely in slutty attire. This would give any number of 7th grade boys that funny feeling. Being a part of the staff I needed to greet anyone that came through the doors on opening day, I saw their faces go red with embarrassment, humility, and maybe even a look of terrified urgency., Poor boys…
Aside all this I was also “werided” out by the most creepiest camera guy one could of hired. He was a homeless looking man that wore clothes that didn’t match at all, his hair was grey and tied into a bun, he had a witch like pointy chin with stray grey whiskers sticking out, and to top it off he was very friendly. He liked the girls, in uniform, skirts hiked up, and faces painted. He made it a point to shake every girl that went pass the main entrance. I guess it would not have been so obvious if only took the time to acknowledge anyone else walking by.
That’s pretty much it for now. I’ll try to do a better job in updating. I’ll be at school more often so expect more updates.
This past weekend was the famous Hanami weekend. Hanami (flower watching) is when the cherry blossoms blooms in the beginning of spring. A little late but well worth the wait. At hanami, you have two objectives. !- Drink and be merry. 2- Look at the flowers. So in short a hanami is an excuse to go out into nature and get your drink on. So last Saturday we had a hanami by the river. The weather was remarkable the same as it would be on any given day in Hawaii. I guess I should also mention the sakura which was pretty impressive as well. I heard someone say during the winter, “don’t underestimate the power of the cherry blossoms” and I know exactly what they were talking about. We stayed by the river until about 10:30 at night enjoying the warm but breezy night. My friend Jamie also brought his fire staff and so we played with that for a good hour. Something about twirling a stick on fire that really makes you feel man-ly. Because the weather was so awesome we went back the next day and did hanami all over again. The forecast was calling for rain but it seemed like a nice day. Due to the mistaken weather forecast the river side was a lot emptier than the previous day. There was so much space that went to a sporting goods store and bought a football. We tossed it around and for that short amount of time it seemed for American in Japan. I guess all we needed to do was through the pigskin around.
School finally started. I guess from a JET’s point of view it’s a good thing because you finally get to do something that doesn’t really cost a lot of money. So anyway I finally got to see the junior high kids. They seem alright, already establishing themselves into their relative cliques and totally alienating the underclassman. Ahh to be so young and carefree again.
Actually there is something I wanted to talk about. Adolescence, what a horrible time in ones life. A friend pointed out to me that the adolescence has got to be the worst time in a kid’s life. Your body going through all the changes and everyone looks different. A teacher might wonder why the junior high kids are the worst behaviorally wise. It’s the damn hormones that make life unbearable. Let’s take boys for example. First of all no matter how tall you are as a boy, in adolescence, you’re only as tall as maybe 30% of the girls around you. Then your voice does freaky things, your arms seem to get longer and longer everyday, your face erupts with infected pores, and on top of all that you noticed that that the girls around you actually look nice and make you feel “funny.” So here’s what my junior high did to the incoming 7th grade boys.
First they made them wear uniforms. I guess one could say that its not bad but then sometimes your measurements are not as proportionate as it should be. A boy might come in with extra long sleeves and high water pants. Then they have the third year girls give them a name tag to be pinned on their lapel. Third year girls here are notorious for having a skirt that should only be worn by strippers let alone 9th graders. The third year girls if not academic or athletic, are most likely in slutty attire. This would give any number of 7th grade boys that funny feeling. Being a part of the staff I needed to greet anyone that came through the doors on opening day, I saw their faces go red with embarrassment, humility, and maybe even a look of terrified urgency., Poor boys…
Aside all this I was also “werided” out by the most creepiest camera guy one could of hired. He was a homeless looking man that wore clothes that didn’t match at all, his hair was grey and tied into a bun, he had a witch like pointy chin with stray grey whiskers sticking out, and to top it off he was very friendly. He liked the girls, in uniform, skirts hiked up, and faces painted. He made it a point to shake every girl that went pass the main entrance. I guess it would not have been so obvious if only took the time to acknowledge anyone else walking by.
That’s pretty much it for now. I’ll try to do a better job in updating. I’ll be at school more often so expect more updates.
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