I haven't talked about my new school yet because no one would believe it. I asked for the worst school they had and I got it. You might be thinking that the worst school in Japan equals the best school in America. To quote Charlie Murphy, "Wrong. WRONG!"
This school is beyond terrible. The kids run it like a zoo after the apocalypse controlled by the residents of the monkey cage. They leave class when they feel like. They come to school when they feel like. They don't wear their uniforms. They talk all during class. They bring their cell phones.
There is a rule that I can't speak Japanese at school. That lasted about 3 hours. There school has a long way to go until that's their problem.
Friday's total from English class: One bloody nose. One swollen leg. One big, crying baby. One missing tooth.
I am fortunate that another new English teacher, Inoue Sensei, is a former pro kick-boxer. We have both decided that we aren't putting up with this and for all of our introduction classes we brought gloves and leg pads and offered to fight any students who wanted a piece. Does that seem over the top? That's how we are going to do it. The story is longer and I will get to all of it at some point. This school is nuts.
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I think I taught at that school before I left Knoxville. Our principal tried to motivate us by reading to us how James Stockdale survived as a prisoner of war(the story as was told to us is detailed in Jimmy's wikipedia entry) and remember thinking I need to get out of here. Schools such as yours and my old are indicative of how all education systems are rotting from the core and who suffers the most. Not the bureaucrats, but the teachers and the students.
I had one kid that was like that at my school in Kumamoto... and that was enough to make me feel sick inside. I'm sorry dear. Ganbare!!
My student had been flipping through her puricura book full of ugly children all day. In fact, I was giving a lesson on how to be polite in English. So I used her as an example, and got a surly 'sawaruna' and possibly a growl- (that was for the book, I never laid a finger on the child). It was bizarre.
wes, this is completely unrelated, but i had to share this with you. :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0b75cl4-qRE
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