Just a twenty-something Socal gal living on a lil island in Japan.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Japan Cribz...


I haven't properly updated you all on my living situation. You know...pictures of my car and apartment.

Hai! Dozo! Here yah go!
Say hello to Hilda! My most awesome car!

This is an extra room that I really don't need, but I hang my laundry here.

My bathroom/laundry room
My kitchen
Kitchen continued...
My bedroom.
My living room! I usually lay out the futons here since this is the only room with an aircon/heater.



Sunday, September 25, 2011

Fukuoka: All You Can Drink

The only way to really capture the events of Fukuoka is just to list the events. No poetic descriptions of sunsets or vivid descriptions of actions taken place on the dance floor. To be quite honest, I'm still recovering from the weekend. I cannot promise that it'll be in any particular order because nomihodais (all you can drink) and pina coladas two nights in a row will certainly distort your memory.

And here we go....

The little Ikians leave for the big city of Hakata.

Arrival in Hakata. We our complelty surprised that restaurants are still opened at 10 pm. People are coming and going as if it's the morning.

Dinner at the Mexican restaurant. Awesome staff and great food. The pina colada was delicious and I felt compelled to splurge and buy two. And with some liquid courage, I then felt it necessary to flirt with the cute waiter.

Fubar with some awesome JETs. We meet a bartender from the UK who used to be a JET and he gave us free shots.

The Brazllian guy says I remind him of Brazil. Another guy, says I have "sista spirit." The Japanese guy thinks I'm kawaii(cute).

Fukuoka is just inflating my ego.


Stumble into the hostel around 4 am.

Sight seeing in Fukuoka.

Saw a bit of Noh theatre.

Rowing a boat. Zoe, Becky and I struggle to shore.

Went to the art museum. A women approached us and asked if one of the student artist could draw me and Zoe. The artist thought I was pretty.

Again...this place is just infalting the ego.

Shopping. Who spends 100,000 ($100) yen on books? This chick.

The club known as Happy Cock. All you can drink till 3:50 am. We got there around 11:30. Need I say more?

Come back around 6am.

Check out of the hotel at 11am. Ugh rough.

Walk around Hakata. GOT AN EPIC MASSAGE!!!

Watch a movie (20 bucks a person. smh!)

For some reason, I was very emotional for my second viewing of Harry Potter Part 2.

Leave for Iki on the ferry. Sit next to my some Iki neighbors, their kids, and some of my students and I'm still hungover.

And that was what I remember of Fukuoka.










Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The High and the Low

I miss early morning chats with my Dad.

I miss bothering my parents while they're trying to sleep.

I miss Barnes and Nobles runs with my brother.

I miss intense conversations ranging from race to feminism and everything in between.

I miss people who know the works of Audre Lourde and Maya Angelou.

I miss calling my friends Kasama or Comrade.

I miss the pub sessions.

I miss salsa and bachatta.

I miss talking about the most random shit that you can only talk about with your friends.

I miss Haitian food.

I just miss Haitians, in general.

While I'm at it...I miss people of color.

I miss my baby goat and my dogs.

I miss...that guy.

I miss Mexican food.

I miss Caribbean accents.

I miss Fun Table and Biddies.

I miss Open Mic nights, plays and everything artistic....

As of now...the list can go and on. Trust me, I'm so happy to be here. I love my schools, the teachers I work with and the students. I love my community, but I'd be lying if I said everything is happy-go-lucky. I'm just a little homesick at the moment. With every high, there comes a low.
Such is life...yeah?


Saturday, September 10, 2011

And So It Begins...

The First Two Days:

The first day of teaching actually didn't entail teaching at all. I just helped with the oral portion of the tests. The second day, I taught at the elementary school. Remember when I said that self-intros were very important in Japan? Well, I had to make another speech in Japanese in front of the school and then go into more detail about my likes and dislikes in smaller classes. After that though, it was all fun and games! All educational, of course. I looked towards the teachers a lot because sometimes I had NO idea what I was doing. Sometimes I just pulled the "smile and look pretty."

The First Week

My first full of week of teaching near about killed me! It was lovely though. Monday, I was at what I call my Forest school because I literally have to drive through some of the woods to get there. Even Iki people have a hard time finding this school. But, I think Forest school is my favorite and I'm thrilled that I get to see them twice a month. It's a small school with about 40 students from grades 1 thru 6. I showed up a half-hour early because I was so nervous about my first full day of teaching, but the princaipla gave a hearty "ganbare(do your best!)" and with that I prepared for my first class.

I don't know why I was freaking out; the students were just lovely! They loved my self-introduction and asked questions about my life and were SUPER GENKI! Before I knew it, lunch was served and then recess! I'm trying to make an exercise plan, but at this rate playing with the kids might just do the trick for maintaining my weight. These kids are cray cray! I chilled in the teacher's room for a little bit and joked with the other teachers and the principal. The principal insisted I call him Uncle and that the assistant was my sister. So now I've got my Japanese family. However, I still call him kocho-sensei(principal). Gotta keep it professional. The assistant Yu-chan and I instantly became friends and we've agreed to help each other with our language study. At the end of day, I didn't want to leave even though I was exhausted. Ah, my little forest school!

The next three days were at the junior high school which is my base school. On Monday, we had the first enkai(work party)-a welcome party for me(seperate from lessons, of course). So what happens at the enkai stays at the enkai. Nothing scandalous happened, but I do want to maintain the privacy of my fellow collegues. However, the greatest part of the party is when the science teacher told me that for the past month all the teachers wanted to talk to me, but they were too nervous about communicating because of the language barrier and he expressed that everyone liked me very much. I almost cried!!

The classes went well. My first time teaching the third years (8th grade) was a little rough. Going from elementary students to teenage students can a bit shocking. I forgot about the ANGST! Sometimes I just got blank stares.

The other classes went well. Some classes talked more than others, but I can understand why their shy. Hopefully, they'll warm up to me. I guessing that they like me, because they always wave at me outside of school. In class it's a different situation, I suppose. Apart from self-introductions I helped with dialogue and comprehension and going over tests. I think the most fun I had during a class was with the first years(7th grade). Their tests had kanji on it, but I couldn't read it. So, for every kanji, a student would raise their hand and say the Japanese and the English. I had to remember both and later write the English on the board. I absolutly love that I did this becuase it showed my students that I'm in the same boat as them with learning a langauge.


And then....Friday. The Kindergardten. These kids have no limits. But they're so freakin cute, so of course I forgave them when they sumo wrestled me to the ground. But Saturday and Sunday, I was in zombie mode.

I NEED GENKI JUICE!!!