Fridayyyyyy

So, I have no motivation whatsoever today, it is really bad. I am the bitter gaijin in the corner of the staffroom! That’s what they get for making us coming back for one day before the weekend. Hehe. For once I got eight hours of sleep, yet I am bitchier than usual, I dunno what’s up with that!

Anyway, I have no reason to be bitter, as 2-5, the WORST class EVER, was cut today! That is two weeks in a row that I haven’t had to teach it! Only Jenny understands how bad they are. Like, seriously Dangerous Minds-type shit, and I don’t even bother being Michelle Pfeiffer in that room, honey!

This week I am having 3nensei practice their writing skills, so I assigned them to write about their weekends. Some have been REALLY impressive and a few have been extremely depressing, but at least most of them are trying really hard, so I am happy with them. One of my students called me over today and told me in Japanese that he went shopping last week to buy insoles for his basketball shoes, and asked how to say that in English. I told him everything but insoles, as I could seriously NOT remember the word. I stood there for seriously like 3 minutes thinking “Dr. Scholl’s sells….fuck….what are they….soles…no…padding…no…jelly thingies…..SHIT SHIT SHIT!” Finally the student behind him is like, “insoles?” WHAT THE HELL! How does he know that word?! He must be going to crazy-as juku to know that type of shit, yo! Anyway, I think he should take over class, as I obviously don’t know anything anymore.

I fear this next story may be amusing only to me, but oh, well. So, I was in my special needs class, doing the “I don’t want to think of a new subject this week so let’s review things!” class, and I took out flags of countries from two weeks ago. The special needs class kids are REALLY cool and very good at English, but they were struggling a bit with the country names in English (well, and in Japanese, hehe, but fuck if I knew some of those flags before the lesson!). I can totally understand struggling with the difference between the flags of Australia and New Zealand (after all, I do know a certain “Australian” who has made that mistake at least once!). They were also having problems with the English names for China and Korea. Some of the amusing guesses for China (chuugoku in Japanese) were: Chan Chin (this was my favorite), Chinkoku, and Chuna. When I help up the Korean flag, one of the boys said, “Kankoku!” (Japanese for Korea). I responded, “It’s Ko……..” and waited for him to fill in the blank, only to be told that it was Konkoku. Aww, I love my 7kumi!

Yay, school is almost over, and another weekend is here. Woot!