Sunday, January 28, 2007

Lots of photos, continued

Yo. Continued from last time.


This is the little store front of the soba noodle place. The big brown ball by the door is made of pine needles - the ball is originally made of fresh pine needles, and apparently when they turn brown, the sake of that year is good to drink. The name of the place is Sobazen, which is on the big wooden sign above the door: So-ba-ze-n.

This is the house next door, which is pretty nice, but I don't know if anyone lives there. I never see a car in the driveway, and I went up a few times to introduce myself, but no one's ever there. It's a cool house - it even has a little bamboo grove on premesis. How many people in America can say they have one of those? Swimming pools are okay, but can you film your own ninja-style fight scene in it? I didn't think so.

A little side-of-the-road Shinto shrine, which you see interspersed in the city. Pretty cool.

Inside the aforementioned shrine. The box is for donations, and there's a little bridge leading up to it, over a little moat.


Plaques by the shrine. I used to think they were prayers or something, but under closer examination, they are just to indicate who donated a lot of money to the shrine.

Shibukawa has a fair quantity of stray cats. They don't seem to be in very bad shape, so they're kind of cute.


Clothes dryers are not common in Japan at all - people dry their laundry where they can.

Poster for a Kabuki show

This is a 2-story building that I was unable to determine the purpose of - it's not really important anyway, what I found noteworthy was the slide. The only thing I can think is it's a fire escape route, as in: "OH MY GOD, THE BUILDING'S ON FIRE WE HAVE TO GET OUT EVERYBODY COME ON OR WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE wheeeeeeeeeee SOMEBODY CALL 119 GET EVERYBODY OUT" etc.


This is a nice single-family house in Shibukawa - there are a fair amount of these. Each property is surrounded by a stone wall with a gate. Some properties have been in the same family for over 200 years.


This photo illustrates two points: one, that major street signs are bilingual, which is a lifesaver, and also that there are so many soaring views of the mountains around Shibukawa that you just stop noticing after a while. I've never lived around mountains before, it's really nice.

Some of the vending machines that are really, REALLY common in Japan. Like, three on every corner common. I really don't know how they can all pull a profit - I certainly don't buy forty dollars' worth of soda, coffee, beer, and cigarettes from 15 different vending machines over the course of a month, and that's about what would be necessary for profitablilty. It's a mystery.


I thought this was cool - people shape the trees in front of their houses over time to look more picturesque. They do it with bamboo poles. In a decade or so, this tree will be handsome and stately, with a topiary look typical of pine trees in Japan.


Some examples of finished product. Apparently, they use some of the same techniques in Bonsai.

Well, that's about all I have. See you next week!

Lots of photos

Hey guys. I'm feeling lazy today, and don't really feel like typing a chronicle of my experiences, so I'm just going to shoot a large quantity of photos your way and call it a post. I took a walk around Shibukawa yesterday because it was nice weather, and took some photos of things I found noteworthy in Uber-typical Shibukawa for your viewing pleasure.

This is the road that runs by my apartment, typical of anywhere except for the cars are on the wrong side.

This is a pretty typical street, except it has a nice view facing West. That's mount Akagi.


There are a few Christian churches scattered around town, but they are in the minority. See that big mirror on the orange post? That's to let you kind of see what is around blind corners, which are everywhere in Shibukawa. It's not as effective as it looks.

For some reason, construction equipment has some crazy color schemes of purple, green, yellow, etc. around here. The other day, I saw a crane that was painted entirely iridescent purple with sparkles embedded in the paint. I don't think that paint job should belong even in "Pimp my Ride," let alone the construction industry.

Some people have their own little private shrines to Inari, the Shinto Fox God, outside their house.

Just to illustrate how prevalent stonework is around here, this is a little graveyard that's just behind my apartment complex.

This is a little soba noodle place near my house. This is to illustrate that the little banners that Samurai used to wear on their backs in ancient times are used to advertise Everything around here.

Blogger's being obstinate and not letting me post any more photos in this entry, so I'll post more entries. Nyeh.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Kanashima Sports Festival

Hello again, gang! Time once again for the (pseudo-)weekly update on whatever's on my mind. To continue from last time, here is a photo of some of the teaching staff at Kanashima JHS.


Actually, it's a photo of a photo, but whatever. Try to guess which one is me! You'll never guess. Whenever I look at this, the old Sesame Street song pops into my head: "One of these things is not like the others, One of these things just doesn't belong..." To tell the truth, most of these people (the ones that aren't labeled) are just members of the PTA or the local board of education. This photo was taken for the 60th year anniversary of Kanashima, which was a big deal. I don't really know why they invited me to be in the picture, I think I kind of spoil it, but the secretary just kind of dragged me in. I like that pretty orange tree in the background, though - it's called a momiji, it's kind of a Japanese maple, and it changes color very dramatically - during the fall, when this picture was taken, people sometimes wander around the countryside viewing and photographing momiji. I think that's kind of cool. The location of this photo is at the front gate of the school, and the photographer chose it specifically because of the momiji. It's a nice touch.

I've started a new policy at Kanashima Junior High School - in order to motivate the students to talk to me and improve their English communication skills (also just to motivate them to start a conversation with me, instead of vice-versa - the kids want to talk to me, but they're really shy, and I guess afraid of what their classmates will think if they talk to the big weird foreigner. This extra motivation kind of gives them the excuse they need), I've implemented something called "holler dollars." You give me a holler, I give you a holler dollar. Basically, if they come and talk to me outside of class, and use a sentence from their grade level, I'll give them a little sheet of paper. Each one has a number. At the end of every month, I will give away four CD's for holler dollars: one for the person who has the most in each grade level, and one lucky draw. So far it's been pretty successful - I've given away over 100 in a week and a half. Surprising, I would call that. It makes the students eager to see me coming down the hallway, which just brightens my day considerably, which gives me more energy, which makes classes more fun - it's creating an upward spiral. Woo!

A couple of notes on activities at the Junior High School - as I said, there is pretty much something going on every week. One of the biggest, though, was the tai-dai-kai (?), the sports festival. It's held in summer every year, and it's something that all the students kind of get into. It's a full day of athletic events, and the classes compete against each other for the title of champion class that year. The students are divided up into classes, and each class stays in the same room for every class - the teachers come to the classrooms, instead of the students going to the teachers' rooms. The students spend a good deal of time with the people in their class, so each class tends to develop strong bonds and kind of a group identity. It kind of reinforces the group mentality that I see so often in Japan. So at the tai-dai-kai, the individual students competed in events, but at the end, points were tallied, and the CLASS that had the most points took home the cup. I found that somewhat interesting - group accomplishment was rewarded more than individual accomplishment. It was a heck of a lot of fun. As I said, it was held in summer, so these photos are slightly out of date, but here are some of the highlights:

The ceremony at the start of the games. Very, um... ceremonious.

One of the more active events was the bo-hiki, or "pole pull". Basically, two teams are lined up about 50 yards apart, and a line of poles is put down the middle. At the sound of the starters pistol, both teams rush to get as many poles back to their side of the field as they can in one minute. The last few poles is always a struggle, with about 10 students from each team dragging on them. Hilarity often ensues. ^_^


The high jump was a big event this year - the last two students were jumping outrageously high, and it was a real nail-biter. All other events stopped so that everyone could watch. This guy eventually won, with a cleared height of 155 cm, or about 5 feet 1. Not olympic quality, but I sure as heck couldn't do that.


The audience for the high-jump.


After most of the events were complete, there was a big, school-wide dance, that was more like a promenade, I guess. The girls would hold hands with the guys, and they would walk around in a circle for about 30 feet, do a little foot step combo, bow/curtsy, and move on to the next partner. All done to the tune of "Turkey in the Straw," I kid you not. Personally, I thought it was corny in the extreme, but apparently it's popular among the students. I guess in middle school everyone's a little shy, and that is magnified in Japan. A little school-sponsored flirtation might be just what the doctor ordered. Kinda like the excuse to break the ice with the holler dollars.

This is how they kept score - tallying with boards on the third floor of the building. The colors around each class correspond to the headbands they are wearing. The Japanese word for headband is 'hachimaki,' and they are a big deal. All the kids were really competetive once they got their headbands on - a couple of the classes even had little group pump-up ceremonies where they all donned their hachimaki at once. Headband = fighting spirit. That's pretty cool - I may have to start doing that, and see if it works.

Well, that's all for now, I'll tell you about the culture day or something next time, along with some of my personal activities. I did Tokyo with a friend of mine over the break and got some good photos there, and also I've seen some Kabuki, performed by a bunch of elementary schoolers! It was great!! It's getting late, though, so that'll have to wait until next time. Take care, everyone! Miss you all!




Car Photo, Kanashima JHS

Continuation of the post from a little while ago - check below for new segment before reading this. Or whatever, read this first if you don't mind a spoiler, see if I care.

Here's my little car! Woo! It don't look like much, but it gets about 500 miles to the gallon. Which is a good thing, because a gallon of gas costs about 500 dollars. It's gonna need snow tires soon, and I've already got an Ice scraper. Now, I don't have much experience in this area, and my company as usual doesn't have much in the way of helpful advice, so if anyone can think of any problems with cold-weather operation of a car that won't be solved by running it for five minutes before driving out, please, PLEASE let me know.

So, since I've been teasing you all about this for heaven knows how long, and I don't have much going on tonight, I will finally let you in on what my schools are like, and my experiences teaching English in Japan. Don't get too excited.

For the past 4 and a half months, I've been teaching at a junior high school and an elementary school in Shibukawa. Both are within biking distance of my house, but it takes a while, so having a car is definitely a plus. I spend every Wednesday at the elementary school, and the other four days at the junior high school. At both levels, the kids are great!

The junior high school is known as Kanashima junior high school, as it's in a little town in the greater Shibukawa area called Kanashima. Kanashima means "money island," I guess because the river forms an island in that area or something. Maybe they struck gold there. Anyway. Here's the website for Kanashima Junior High School, it's not much, but it's what they've got:

http://www.kanashima-j.ed.jp/

If you click on some of the links on that page, you might run across some photos of the sports teams in action, or see the lyrics to the school song - in Japanese, of course. ^_^

Kanashima is just about your typical small-town junior high school. It has about 220 students, divided into two classes of 30-40 students in each of 3 grade levels. That's few enough students to remember most faces, but far too many to remember most names. Especially since they're all Japanese names, which to me are just a collection of sounds. I've been trying my best, but it's really hard. The teaching itself is okay - I generally teach three or four classes a day on a normal week, but it seems like every week there's some special activity or something to alter the schedule (seriously, these kids have a LOT of activities, more on that later), so I end up teaching about 12 classes a week in the four days I'm at Kanashima. Pretty light schedule. Ideally, I see each class twice a week, plus the special education (ajisai) class twice a week, too. An uninterrupted week doesn't often happen, though. For the regular classes, the twice a week lessons consist of one regular class and one "main team teaching class." In the main team teaching classes, the Japanese English teacher tries to have me do activities and teach more than in the regular classes. I consider myself lucky in this, because it means I get to plan the occasional activity, where some assistant language teachers are essentially human tape recorders, just reading out what's in the text, so the students can hear a native say it. I think I've worked out a fairly good arrangement with the Japanese teacher I work with. In both classes, the class starts with a criss-cross game, which is basically a review of a concept that was done earlier in the term - I run that, and decide what material will be reviewed. It usually runs about ten minutes. Then, the teacher goes over the point of the day, with any handouts, and sometimes (usually on main team teaching days) I'll run a reinforcement activity. On main team teaching days, the students use name cards, on which I give participation stamps - I try to run activities so that roughly ten or fifteen students get stamps, sometimes based on participation, sometimes they have to be the best in the class. This arrangement works pretty well all in all, but it does mean that I have to be pretty creative a good deal of the time. Have you ever tried keeping the attention of 35 thirteen year olds at the same time, and keeping them focused and learning? It's not easy. And this is Japan, where the kids are disciplined and eager to learn. I can't imagine what it's like in America, or some of the less well-off nations out there. Teachers work HARD. I have a new respect for them.

The teachers in Japan work extremely hard - I swear, some of them live at school. There are about 20 teachers at this school all told, most of them in their thirties and forties. They're all fairly friendly if I go up and talk to them, but it's very few of them who'll come and talk to me. That's pretty much the situation with the students, too, and essentially the entire nation of Japan. Friendly if you make the first effort.

School lunch is awesome.

It's kind of getting late, so I'll call it a night. I'll include more, with some pictures if you're lucky, and some details about the teachers and students and some stuff about the elementary school next time, and I promise it won't be three weeks. See, this is why I was hesitant to blog - the backlog of stuff that's been happening is tremendous, and I still have only scratched the surface of school life. It's a daunting task. Oh, well - ganbarimasu! (I'll do my best!)