And so the roller coaster ride of Andrew begins to move on up again.
Clickety-clickety-clickety-clack.
It's Wednesday, October 30, 1991 here in Ohtawara-shi (Ohtawara City), Tochigi-ken (Tochigi Prefecture), Japan. I'm a junior high school assistant English teacher(AET) on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme currently visiting Kaneda Minami Chu Gakko (Kaneda South Junior High School) one of seven school in this small city that I visit one per week.
School was fun - the students here are genki (active and well), and have a keen sense of what is respect for a gaijin (foreigner) and what is too far. As such, I love this school, its teachers and students. It feels fresh, friendly and open.
One of my adult night school students is Mrs Matsuda... she's a cook here at this school. She comes by and always makes sure I have some extra food to take home with me for dinner. I love her for that. She cares.
I'm not saying that other Japanese people or schools don't care about me... she just cares a little bit more.
She feeds me well at school too... making sure I get nearly a double helping of everything. I'm putting on weight. Partially something I do because I enjoy food, but mostly when I am down emotionally.
I feel like I'm getting ready for a Thanksgiving dinner - the hard way... as I am being fed so much, this turkey is ripe for the eating. Now.
I go home and tell Kanemaru-san (one of two bosses I have at the OBOE - Ohtawara Board of Education Office - and also my friend and archery instructor) that I am canceling kyudo (Japanese archery) today saying that while I am over my recent flue and fever, I still feel weak. Also... Ashley, my ex and archery partner, went on a hike with other AETs this past weekend and it rained... I'm guessing she is sick. Any takers on that bet?
She comes over (has the sniffles - and didn't want to go to archery anyway) and we have some spaghetti I make, watch some TV videos sent me by my brother and mother, kiss a bit and just chat about nothing in particular.
It feels odd to not be yelling at each other or me wanting sex but not getting it, but it seems like we like each other again.
at 11PM, I ride my bicycle back to her place 25 minutes away in Nishinasuno-machi (Nishinasuno Town), get a kiss for my troubles and head back home into the chill night.
Oh... I gave her a stuffed doll that I was originally going to give to a new AET I like as a person (and wish I could have as a girlfriend or one-nigt stand), Letitia...
Letitia had arrived back in late July... got homesick went home came back re-charged two weeks later. She brought back with her a stack of comic books as a present for me. I guess she appreciated me being nice to her and not trying to jump her. I wanted too, though.
I had bought the stuffed doll for her to thank her for her kind gift... but maybe because there were too many people around and I didn't want to make a big deal out of it... or was it because I thought she was starting to like me too much... not sure why that would scare me, but I found it off-putting... and that sucks, because not only is Letitia super nice, but she is intelligent and sexy... and I sure do like my sexy brains. Really. I hate stupid people. You can act stupid. Have zero education - I don't care. Naive is fine. Stupid is not.
Anyhow... I gave Ashley Letitia's stuffed doll. Ashley deserves it - and true to form, she loves it and is all smiles and warmth. She says she will call it Hobbes... as in the stuffed tiger animal in the classic Calvin & Hobbes newspaper comic strip.
But... the stuffed doll I gave her is a lion.
Oh well.
Somewhere clickety-clickety-clickety-clack,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by Lynyrd Skynyrd. It's just a cool song.
Clickety-clickety-clickety-clack.
It's Wednesday, October 30, 1991 here in Ohtawara-shi (Ohtawara City), Tochigi-ken (Tochigi Prefecture), Japan. I'm a junior high school assistant English teacher(AET) on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme currently visiting Kaneda Minami Chu Gakko (Kaneda South Junior High School) one of seven school in this small city that I visit one per week.
School was fun - the students here are genki (active and well), and have a keen sense of what is respect for a gaijin (foreigner) and what is too far. As such, I love this school, its teachers and students. It feels fresh, friendly and open.
One of my adult night school students is Mrs Matsuda... she's a cook here at this school. She comes by and always makes sure I have some extra food to take home with me for dinner. I love her for that. She cares.
I'm not saying that other Japanese people or schools don't care about me... she just cares a little bit more.
She feeds me well at school too... making sure I get nearly a double helping of everything. I'm putting on weight. Partially something I do because I enjoy food, but mostly when I am down emotionally.
I feel like I'm getting ready for a Thanksgiving dinner - the hard way... as I am being fed so much, this turkey is ripe for the eating. Now.
I go home and tell Kanemaru-san (one of two bosses I have at the OBOE - Ohtawara Board of Education Office - and also my friend and archery instructor) that I am canceling kyudo (Japanese archery) today saying that while I am over my recent flue and fever, I still feel weak. Also... Ashley, my ex and archery partner, went on a hike with other AETs this past weekend and it rained... I'm guessing she is sick. Any takers on that bet?
She comes over (has the sniffles - and didn't want to go to archery anyway) and we have some spaghetti I make, watch some TV videos sent me by my brother and mother, kiss a bit and just chat about nothing in particular.
It feels odd to not be yelling at each other or me wanting sex but not getting it, but it seems like we like each other again.
at 11PM, I ride my bicycle back to her place 25 minutes away in Nishinasuno-machi (Nishinasuno Town), get a kiss for my troubles and head back home into the chill night.
Oh... I gave her a stuffed doll that I was originally going to give to a new AET I like as a person (and wish I could have as a girlfriend or one-nigt stand), Letitia...
Letitia had arrived back in late July... got homesick went home came back re-charged two weeks later. She brought back with her a stack of comic books as a present for me. I guess she appreciated me being nice to her and not trying to jump her. I wanted too, though.
I had bought the stuffed doll for her to thank her for her kind gift... but maybe because there were too many people around and I didn't want to make a big deal out of it... or was it because I thought she was starting to like me too much... not sure why that would scare me, but I found it off-putting... and that sucks, because not only is Letitia super nice, but she is intelligent and sexy... and I sure do like my sexy brains. Really. I hate stupid people. You can act stupid. Have zero education - I don't care. Naive is fine. Stupid is not.
Anyhow... I gave Ashley Letitia's stuffed doll. Ashley deserves it - and true to form, she loves it and is all smiles and warmth. She says she will call it Hobbes... as in the stuffed tiger animal in the classic Calvin & Hobbes newspaper comic strip.
But... the stuffed doll I gave her is a lion.
Oh well.
Somewhere clickety-clickety-clickety-clack,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by Lynyrd Skynyrd. It's just a cool song.
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