Hmmm, where to start? Well, I last blogged about inappro things my kids were saying to me. Unfortunately, things got worse. Last week, I was looking for the two girls who were in the English speech contest. I wanted to confirm that they could stay after school to practice with me. That's when the 9th grade boys turned on me. I was simply walking through the halls, stopped to say 'hello', as I turned to continue walking away, one of them grabbed by ass. No, I'm not joking either. Before I could say anything, it happened again. I don't know who it was but I have some guesses. Then, I yelled 'yamenasai' to get them to stop, and continued walking. One of the little daredevils did it AGAIN. Just as I looked up, the kyoto-sensei (vice-principal) was right there and saw the whole thing happen along with me telling them to stop. Then, another teacher came out and they started talking in Japanese. I didn't know what was going on so I just walked downstairs back to my desk in the teachers' room.
THEN, the door slides open and all the 9th grade teachers are there. Kyoto-sensei gets it across to me that Daisuke, one of the double trouble twins who always give me a hard time, is waiting outside to apologize to me. The 9th grade English teacher then proceeds to translate Daisuke's apology from Japanese into English. I don't get why he couldn't at least say 'I'm sorry' in English because they ALL know that. His head was hung so low from humiliation that it might as well been between his legs. I accepted his apology and he said it would never happen again. I thought all the teachers looked like they wanted to strangle him. When I walked back in, the teachers' room was abuzz and I was like ohhhh god. The English teacher who I'm closest to came over and asked me if I was ok. I, then for the first time, was able to explain in English was exactly happened. I also thanked her and the teachers for taking care of the matter because at some schools, teachers have been known to laugh it off and not care. Luckily, this was not my situation.
Update on the predicament? This week, I've had to walk with my arms over my chest so that a couple of the boys couldn't grab my boobs as, yes, they were reaching for them. For whatever reason, they just call them 'boings'. Today, my least favorite student folded his hands with his fingers up like he was praying and almost tried to poke me in the ass. As soon as I saw his hands like that, I knew what he was going to try. I have heard that the boys in junior high like to pull that one alllll the time. Fortunately, my favorite student, who is one of the good 9th grade boys, stepped in and kept him from touching me at all. Thanks!
Something else interesting also happened today. This supposedly famous hair stylist in Kitakyushu came to my junior high for the afternoon. Mondays are usually Yogote's day off but he takes the time to talk about his job/career to junior high students. Moral of the story: follow your dreams! He did a powerpoint about his life/career so far and then proceeded to cut one girl's hair for free. I'm thinking he costs at least $150-200 here for a cut. It was amazing to watch him cut-so fast and precise! He said that his comb costs more than $100. At the end, all of the kids got up and walked by the table so they could see all of his 'tools', scissors, etc. All of the girls in my favorite 7th grade class were hilarious. They appeared to have the biggest crush on this guy, even though he's gotta be in his mid-30's. They began tearing up sheets of paper into pieces so that they could get his autograph. They also provided their names so that he could make each autograph specifically out to each girl. I thought the whole thing was great-we would have never gotten that in America!
This past weekend was pretty much chill. My Scottish friend's parents came into town and a slew of us went out for all-you-can-eat yakiniku (chicken and other meat you throw on this little bbq built into your table). I don't understand why, but most people went home after that. Notice, I said 'most' and that most certainly did not include me. Two friends and I went out for nomihoudai karaoke for two hours. We sang some hits: things like Sting's 'Fields of Gold', Mariah Carey's 'One Sweet Day', Spice Girls' 'Say You'll Be There', and 'Another Night' by Real McCoy. We went big instead of going home. After that, we thought it would be a grand idea to go to the closest Lawson's convenience store and buy cocktails/beer and drink/loiter outside for a half hour. There is obviously no container law here :) We started walking home but of course I wanted to stop at my favorite park, Kasoyama Park near the Board of Education. It almost feels like the Rotunda at UVa or the Sunken Gardens or the Wren Building at W&M, it's always nice after a long night. Little did I anticipate, we would spend two hours, just the three of us and our drinks, sitting on the steps at the park talking for 2 hours. And, I got back at 5am. The fact that the little bakery was opening across the street from my building was a sign that I needed to go to bed.
Other than that hectic night, the weekend really was chill. Just studied a lot for the GRE. Went to the local Catholic church and thanks to my sheets with the Mass in Japanese (Kanji and Romaji) and then in English, I could follow along. Met another foreigner there from New Orleans who had just married a Japanese girl. Apparently, we works for another English teacher company but his salary is half of what I make. Thank you, JET Program! But churchin' it up went well and one new Japanese friend even gave me a ride to the travel agent afterwards. I needed to spend some time there planning a trip to Thailand and Cambodia.
Last Wednesday, I took the bullet train over to Fukuoka for dinner with a new friend in Tenjin, the heart of downtown Fukuoka. We went to a MEXICAN place called El Borracho (the drunk.) And seriously, it was exactly what I needed. I miss Mexican food so much! You can bet I had a big fat mango margarita, some tortilla chips, and the restaurant special. The chef is Mexican and learned to cook there as well so he was definitely legit. Half the people in the restaurant even spoke Spanish and English. I looooved it. I was exhausted by the time I got back to Kitakyushu though. Oh! So how I ended up meeting a bunch of other JETswas a Fukuoka Prefecture JET event at the Asahi Beer Garden in Fukuoka the end of September. $38 for two hours of all you can drink and all you can drink. Plenty of Kyushu beef and Asahi beer for all!
I must all add that 1 out of my 10 kids in the English speech contest made it to the finals. I only see 8 of those kids for one week a month and I thought I would be blamed for their failure because I was with them the week before the contest but my other school's kids did wonderfully so I'm free from guilt. One of my good friends here and one of my English teachers actually judged the room where my kid got through to the finals and it was a close-call. Luckily, they told me what areas she needs to work on so I can help her even more. I actually like staying after school with her to help because her English is good and her friend stays too. They are hilarious and think I'm just as funny. Basically, they get a big kick out of everything I do!
Oh yeah, and I leave for Seoul, South Korea on Friday night. We have a national holiday for Health and Sports Day on Monday so I just made it a 4-day weekend and took this Tuesday off. So I get back from Korea Tuesday night. We managed to score a room at the Ritz Carlton in Seoul for only $150 a night. Livin' large this weekend and I deserve it. Between studying so much for the GRE along with Japanese class every week, my brain is practically cracked out! Planning to do a bunch of shopping there because it's supposedly a lot cheaper than Japan. Be ready for that blog sometime next week after I get back!