Today was a very exciting
day. I woke up at 6:00, to roaring winds
outside of the house because of the typhoon that is supposed to come
tonight. I ate a very nice breakfast of sandwiches
and soup (very similar to Baa`s curry,) and then wore my uniform and got ready
for school. We were running kind of late
(we had to arrive at 7:00, 30 minutes before school started, for a small orientation,)
so Otousan dropped Okaasan and I off right in front of the school. I met the principal, vice principal, and the
other YFU student who was attending the high school, and they basically
introduced us to the school and took us to our classes. The vice principal told us that at 8:30 we
would have to give a small speech/introduction in front of all the teachers.
So, class was amazing! First of all, they had drawn a beautiful sign
on the backboard that said `Welcome to 1-9! Nice to Meet You Amal!` It was very
beautiful. I walked in and the
vice-principal asked me to introduce myself, which I did in Japanese. When I started speaking Japanese there was a
huge excited intake of breath and everyone began clapping J I don`t think they expected me to be able
to speak English. Anyway, I introduced
,myself in front of the class and then as I sat down a couple of kids
introduced themselves to me. (A lot of
people wanted to know my height but unfortunately I did not know in centimeters.)
Anyway, my 0th period
was English, and the teacher was VERY VERY nice! She passed out English worksheets and we
worked in pairs, so it was very nice. My
partner helped me out with my Japanese and Kanji, and he helped me out with my
English. It is really funny that they
were translating sentences that are grammatically correct but no one says, like
`A ought to do B`. I mean, no one say
`ought to`, they just say `should!` I`m
pretty sure the Japanese I have learned is the same way, because while they can
all understand me, I can only understand small parts of their
conversations.
After English we had a short
break, when I and the other YFU students (again trying to refrain from using
names) introduced ourselves to the teachers.
After that, we had homeroom, where our homeroom teacher read
announcements, and then math. After I
understood the problem, the math was quite simple, but I also realized how
dependent we are on graphing calculators, even for simple things such as
visualizing graphs. BTW, I am in a
freshman class, since I am 15. (There
was another student in the class who had moved from California
and apparently he was supposed to be a senior in CA (he missed the cutoff in Japan .) It was pretty obvious he had come from CA
because whenever he spoke English he used `hella.`) Anyway, all the people I met today were very
amazing; at first they tried talking in English but then at lunch they asked
what I would prefer, and I said I would prefer they talk in Japanese, since I
want to improve. Even the kids that
talked to me in English, I tried to respond in Japanese as much as possible.
After Math was Japanese, which I
did not understand a word of. They were
learning how to read Chinese (strings of Kanji characters) in Japanese, which
was completely Greek to me. Anyway, I
tried to pay attention although half way through I started doing my English
worksheets. I think tomorrow I will
bring my Japanese book to class, because according to another exchange student
I talked to who I will tell you about later, they do not care if we do
something else in all classes except for English, because they figure we will
not be able to understand it anyway. As
long as we use no electronics (they have a very strict policy on electronics,
which my partner told me about when I tried to use my iTouch to search up a
Japanese word.) Meanwhile, I do not
think we have a computer class, but we`ll see.
After the Japanese class, the
guys in the class took me for a tour around the school (which is a complete
maze,) resulting in me and them being late for class. The teacher (it was English again) did not
really care it seemed, or maybe she was just going easy on us since it was my
first day. (It seems like a very laid
back and fun school, but I am guessing I think that because I don`t know 1) the
punishment side and 2) the hours that go into studying afterschool. Anyway, for our English class, the English
teacher had called another exchange student from Hawaii (in the 10th grade
class) over to our class, and the English
class basically consisted of a Q&A session between us two and the other
students. It was really nice; they were
curious about where we were from, our favorite stuff, if we had been to Japan before,
etc. They asked the Hawaian exchange
student to show them how to hula and teach them, certain words in Hawaian, and
they asked me to introduce myself in Hindi.
It was pretty cool!
After that, I am pretty sure we
had lunch (or actually, I think maybe the 2nd English class was
before the Japanese class, and the Japanese class was right before lunch.) Anyway, during lunch I ate the fabulous
Obentou Okaasan had prepared with my help, and talked quite a bit. After lunch we had to go way down (It is a
HUGE 3 storey high school) to our next class, which we were also late to
(second class today, and both times I was late all the students burst out
laughing because it was my first day and I was already late to classes. J Anyway, the next class was some sort of
Cultural Connections/Study class, in which we were watching a New Zealand
cartoon, which even I did not understand anything about! (Although I was helping out some of the kids
with the slang, or whatever little of it I knew.) Half way into the class, however, there was
an announcement followed by a huge cheer from all the kids. I found out later that school dismissed early because of the incoming typhoon, and that based on when
the typhoon ends we may or may not have school tomorrow. (The kids have all been VERY VERY helpful
today in showing me around and helping me understand stuff.) Anyway, my homeroom teacher called Otousan
and Okaasan to let them know, and they said I should walk home, but I had
completely forgotten the way so they, very kindly, came to pick me up. I am pretty sure I know the way home for
tomorrow, though.
Anyway, I am sure there is more
I have to say but I cannot think of it right now. Overall, school is very fun and exciting, and
the kids are all extremely nice! (BTW, for those who do not know, in Japanese
high schools, for the most part the students stay in the class, and teachers change
rooms.)
Oh and I also have to wear
shoes, not sandals tomorrow (if there is school,) take shorts for PE (most kids
come in their PE uniform to school, but I don`t have one soo…) and take my Japanese
book.
Yeah, I think that’s all for
now! When we came home Amma called and I
talked to her, and yeah…Ok, bye for now!
BTW one Japanese mystery I am
still trying to solve is why people tend to use kocchi instead of koko or kore,
so if anyone reading my blog knows, please comment. I am not sure if it is a dialectical thing or
not.
Okay, bye, またね!
Wow! What an eventful and exciting first day at school. Looks like you'll be making a lot of friends. Send a pic of you in the school uniform. Remember ...no gadgets to school tomorrow and stay clear of the typhoon!
ReplyDeleteOh btw, I could barely read your blog...change the font color.
ReplyDeleteAmalendu, Firstly, do something about the font color of your blog text!! Everyone is complaining....
ReplyDeleteSecondly, describe your uniform-color,style etc..Do you have a scarf?
Thirdly, Typhoon reminds me of our stay in Kobe when one day during typhoon in the afternoon the door to our first floor apartment flew away!!!And it was not just a wooden main door but a steel main door with steel plates construction!! I was in Tokyo that day and Ba was alone at home. My bullet train on way to Tokyo had stopped automatically during high wind...Ba had to call the landlord to bring the door and re-install.
Fourthly, keep a copy of your area map in your pocket( relevant part from the map you had forwarded) so that you can navigate yourself.
Fifthly, punctuality is a must in Japan...
Sixthly, try to find out your "Japanese" Dada's profession before he retired.
Enjoy your stay...
Dada