that’s right I now have the title of sensei. Although I really like to flaunt it, that’s title’s a gift. Its actually a big deal, but then again so am I. I have successfully completed my first week of teaching english. I call it a success because I haven’t any kids throw objects at me, and I haven’t been fired. The first day jitters were pretty bad the night before I started. Just think: first day of school jitters x first day of work worries + language barrier = anxiety attack. Maybe it wasn’t that bad, but I was pretty nervous. Although the first day was the scariest, each day of the week I go to a different school, so each day has been another first day.
The real thing wasn’t that bad. I found my way to the teacher’s room each morning and sat at my desk pretending to be busy. A teacher with some english skills would come tell me what I was doing, or a heard of kids would bring me to my class. Despite the language barrier I have been welcomed at every school. So far I have made self introductions to a school-wide assembly, a lunch time TV program, the entire staff, and 5 classes. I still have 2 more schools to meet, and 10 more classes to introduce myself to. I am probably saying it in my sleep or will be this time next week.
All the teachers have been welcoming and nice, however I have the distinct feeling that they are talking about me, in front of me. The kids are stinkin’ adorable, have huge personalities, and love to grab my hand and show me around the school, playground, or classroom.
I have to say this is a pretty sweet gig. I get paid to hang out with kids, in a sweet new country.