| Thursday, March 09, 2006 |
| Don't drink the water... |
... because addictive substances run freely from the taps in Kamogawa. And you'll be a Japan junkie before you know it. I won't be home this year as planned.Seattle 2007, anyone? Last month, I told my Board of Education I would leave in July, but felt it was the wrong decision, and reversed my decision today in order to stay on JET for a 3rd year. I have never felt more love in my staffroom than this morning, when I told my English teacher I wanted to stay another year. He jumped up clapping, and yelled out an announcement, and there were little cheers everywhere. Kocho sensei (the principal) rushed over, and patted both my shoulders awkwardly and vigourously while laughing/chuckling. Maybe it wasn't the type of "love" I was expecting, but I did feel very wanted by the 10 teachers at that school. Also, I hope that Kocho never touches me again.
Other reasons to stay:
 Funny pins!
If your Japanorexia has fallen to the wayside in those long winter months when mochi-azuki soup and LOOK A La Mode were your eveningtime friends *coughnotreferringtomyselfcough*, this pin should inspire us all. Keep!! Nice body. No eat, don't overeat. Tabesugi CHUUI! Piggy says NO.
 Funny cars!
Racheru: PRADO. I've discovered a new natural world!
Adamu: And I just rolled over it in my giant SUV and killed it!
Funny presents!
Hey, what's this? It looks like a tiny replica toilet made of cloth! Yes, a toilet! Look at the detail on that tiny little toilet paper holder! And there's even blue cloth to represent water in the bowl, and a little floormat. It's kind of cute... in a really really weird way. Wait, it's not JUST a toilet. It's a sayonara present for Rachel! Wow... a toilet. Um. Thanks, guys. I don't know what to say! No, honestly, I don't have a clue. Nani?
 Funny students!
My adorable 3rd-year girls that gave the toilet room to me-- if they didn't like me, I'd think it was an insult. (You're a toilet of a teacher! We think you're a flushable ALT!) Metaphors are tricky-- I had a brief moment of panic recalling that my high school guidance counselor (yes, the infamous Ms. Yocum) proudly referred to me as a "veritable human pomegranate" in my university recommendation letters. What the hell is that supposed to mean?? Seedy? Expensive? A frustrating disaster of a fruit since it's too complicated with too little substance? Might cost you a 6-month stay in the underworld like Persephone? It's a miracle I got in anywhere with a horrid metaphor like that, and it'd be a miracle I wanted to stay in Japan if I extended the toilet metaphor to indicate that my "good" students think I'm flushable. But they were really excited for me to have it, as it was a term project in home economics class, and their teacher said they'd been planning it for months. Again... nani??? |
posted by Raychaa @ 9:59 PM  |
|
|
|
|
| So wrong it's right. And then wrong. And then wrong again... welcome to the inaka. |
| About Me |
|
Name: Raychaa
Home:
About Me: “No man, not even a doctor, ever gives any other definition of what a nurse should be than this - 'devoted and obedient'. This definition would do just as well for a porter. It might even do for a horse. It would not do for a policeman.” (Florence Nightingale)
Profile
|
| Previous Post |
|
| Archives |
|
| Shoutbox |
For travel-volunteer junkies Responsible Nomad My favorite place, favorite kids
PEPY Ride: Cambodia
|
| Pretty People |
|
| Powered by |
 |
|
