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Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Veni, Vidi, Vici
I wanted to punch her in the ovaries.
BUT, I kept a smile on my face and improvised until I remembered what the hell I was supposed to be teaching. The last thing I needed to do was show my kids that I had no idea what I was doing. The great thing about the kids in Sai, though, is that they are impeccably well-behaved. I want to adopt at least ten of them.
I confiscated a student's book and quickly thumbed through the pages until I found one that looked familiar. Oh, YEAH! The lesson is about time. Uhhh... what am I supposed to do again? Long story short, my class was a complete success. The activity that took the longest was counting to sixty one by one. If someone messed up the subsequent number, we started aaaaall the way back at one. This tricky little game took up about 20 minutes of the class period. GENIUS!
The best part about the class was that my JTE's horrible pronunciation was absent. I taught the kids the way I thought they should learn. As an ALT, I've found that freedom in the classroom isn't so abundant. If you ever get the opportunity to have ANY say about how a lesson should be done, SPEAK UP! I have a lot of freedom in my elementary schools but not so much at my junior high. When I do get that freedom, I make the most of it, and I feel like my students benefit from my activities/lessons more than they do from being lectured at for 50 minutes.
Speaking of activities, a really great one that takes up a lot of time and gets the kids really active is a simple game in which you have three sentences on the board and the students have to guess which of the three is written correctly. For example:
1) Commander Shepard fights aliens.
2) Commander Shepard fight aliens.
3) Commander Shepard fight alien.
Only one of those sentences is grammatically correct. Two students go up to the board to secretly write their answers. Beforehand, however, one person from each team decides how much money to bet that the answer the other person on their team chooses will be correct. Whoever gets the answer right wins the whole pot of money. If it's a tie or both teams are wrong, the money stays there for the next round.
This is a REALLY great way to get the kids to use their brains, think quickly (I start counting down from 5 if they take too long to guess), and identify what's wrong in a sentence by breaking it down into smaller pieces. After I reveal the answer, I ask them why the other two sentences are wrong.
It's great to have some control in the class for your own sanity, but the most important thing is that leading the class also builds your relationships with your students on two different levels: as a teacher and as someone fun! For example, today I played the game I described above with my 9th graders. They got super into the game, which was awesome, but they tended to talk over me sometimes. I picked my favorite student to torment and called him up to the board. I was about to put my arm around him and embarrass him, but I thought that would be too much. So, I simply made him face the blackboard for a few minutes and let the class laugh at him. This may sound cruel, but at this point, my kids already know that I'm not being mean by isolating him. I adore this kid. He's one of the ones I want to adopt! I only made him stand up there with me for two minutes before I let him sit back down. Nobody likes overkill. As he walked away, I gave him a reassuring pat on the back. (Later, I was bent over laughing about a 1000 yen bill he had folded into looking like a turban was over Noguchi Hideyo's head. It was about 90% as funny as I was making it look, but I made it look 10% funnier to make up for picking on him earlier. See? I'm all about balance!)
The only reason I pick on him is because we have a really good relationship. He's the first of the boy students that I met, the first that I had an inside joke with (I call him mondaiji), and the only student I've sat down with and spoken to for two hours until eleven o'clock at night. You read right! I got to know him way better than any of the other kids. I seriously took out a pen and paper and interviewed him. I don't normally do that, but after about forty-five minutes of talking to him, I sensed that he had pretty low self-esteem. I wanted to make him feel important, so I asked him every question I could from his favorite color to his dream job.
I didn't want our conversation to turn into an English lesson, (and we did speak in Japanese a bit) but I still wanted to challenge him. I really believe in this kid. None of the teachers think he's smart, but I know for a fact that he is. When I speak to him in English, he generally understands what I want from him, he just has a harder time producing an answer for himself (I'm the same way in Japanese, so I completely relate to this obstacle). Neither of us were expecting to talk to one another for two hours, and by the time eleven o'clock rolled around, I could see he was exhausted. I decided it was time for me to go. I smiled at him and said, "You know, I'd leave, but your little brother is still playing with my iPhone..."
"Oi!" He yelled. "Kaeru tte."
(Hey! She said she's leaving.)
It was awesome getting to see an older brother interact with his younger brother. The little kid (who happens to be in my sixth-grade class) had been transfixed with a simple block-puzzle game on my iPhone for at least an hour. I told him I'd let him play with it some other time. I also gave him a Naruto cellphone charm since I had three of the same one in my purse at the time. Don't ask me why.
Kind of a long backstory to explain my justification for teasing this one kid, but that's what it is. I'm really sad that he's a 9th grader. It means I only have a few months left with him until he's off to high school in a completely different city. It's only been four months, but I've grown really attached to my kids. Sure, some I like more than others, but that's because some kids just naturally stand out while others take a little while to come out of their shells. You can always tell that a kid wants to talk to you if they're staring. And while I do approach these kids and ask them if there's anything they want to talk about, they always say no. If this happens to you, just know that they're embarrassed to be put on the spot/to have drawn your attention. With shy kids, I try to be extra encouraging and always smile at them.
Today at lunch, the music teacher asked if I played any sports. I had told everyone that I golf in my self-introduction, but no one knew that I recently started playing futsal (indoor soccer). Before I could say any more, the music teacher yelled across the room to another teacher: "DID YOU KNOW SHE PLAYS FUTSAL?!" I hate when people make a big deal about knowing a tidbit about my life, especially when I'm just a beginner at something (like I am at futsal). This also caused all of my 9th graders to stare at me. In all the commotion, however, I noticed that one of the shyer boys at my table nodded to himself with a quiet "sugee". We shared a brief smile. And that's what it's all about.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Let's see if you bastards can do 90.
THAT being said, as an ALT, it's important to remember that fluency isn't necessarily the goal. A big part of our job is getting kids comfortable with English. If you come here with fluency as your goal, you're always going to be disappointed. You're going to be stressed out, and your kids are going to be stressed out. If they're stressed out, they're not going to want to learn. And isn't that the opposite of what you want?
I've never considered myself a very patient person, so the best teaching tactic for me (and ultimately for the kids) is to just let loose in the classroom. Now, your JTEs are not supposed to abandon you in the classroom (mine have never), but some JTEs like to think of ALTs as substitutes rather than assistants. In the case where your JTE doesn't flake on you, you may find my methods effective.
I always try to be the energetic, funny, and helpful presence in the class, letting my JTE wield the mighty discipline hammer. For example: at my largest elementary school the other day, one student in my sixth grade class wasn't paying attention. This doesn't happen a lot in my classes, but you never can tell what's going on in a student's life at any given time. When this happens, I just try to include the kid more by having them repeat whatever vocab word we're working on at the moment or even asking them to come up with an entire sentence that uses the grammar we're going over. When I would call on him to repeat vocab words, he would do so immediately but then fall back into a stupor. I really wanted this kid to pay attention, so I stopped class for a second, looked him straight in the eye and said, "Am I boring you?"
Duh, of course he's not going to say yes; however, I knew I got through to him because he looked really shocked and embarrassed after I asked. I knew this tactic would work on him because he has already expressed that he finds me incredibly interesting. I let him think that he was giving the impression that I was boring. Yes, I made him feel bad; yes, I singled him out. But, I did it in a way that drew upon his feelings for me as a teacher instead of just yelling at him to pay attention (which would only conjure more negative feelings such as anger, boredom, nonchalance, etc. instead of evoking a self-awareness of his own attitude and a conscientiousness for my feelings).
I felt bad for calling him out and breaking from my usual happy-go-lucky persona, but I felt really bad when my JTE started laying into this kid. She spoke way too fast for me to understand what she was saying (besides the usual "you better pay attention"), but even I winced from the lecture she gave him. I definitely felt like it was my fault that he got yelled at. After my JTE yelled at him, she walked over to his desk and told him to answer her question: "Where do you want to go?", the lesson of the day. Like I said, this kid had not been paying attention, and I get the feeling that he really doesn't care for English too much. He just gave my JTE a blank stare.
I knew this was my chance to get back on his side. I stood behind my JTE and mouthed the entire answer to him word by word. She's the only one in the room who had no idea what I was doing. The rest of the class giggled at my minor betrayal of the JTE/ALT alliance, but the boy smiled gratefully at me over the JTE's shoulder. He knew I was looking out for him, and that's really all your kids ever need.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Love, Love, Love
First, I took off my shoes and stepped up into the large tatami room. I offered my condolence money envelope (ご霊前)at the designated area and was given a bag with a gift in it in exchange. In Japan, it is customary to bring condolence money in a special envelope with your name on it. The amount you can offer varies, but 5,000 yen is about average. That's what I offered. The gift you receive back is anywhere from 1/4 to 1/2 of the amount of condolence money you give.
Next, I walked up to the main alter where a stone box filled with sand and extinguishing incense stood. I was offered a stick of incense and approached the box which stood in front of the most amazing alter I've ever seen. Thousands of flowers, beautiful lanterns, an ornate coffin-esque box containing the deceased's ashes, and piles of the most perfect fruit surrounding a picture of my JTE's father. I was in awe.
At the alter, you're supposed to say a small prayer and put the incense into the sand. When everyone had completed this task, the room was thick with the smell of pine or cedar, a haze of smoke bending along the air like water in a stream. I offered my incense and then faced the deceased's family, including my JTE. I felt so awful for her. On top of that, I didn't know what to do. I vaguely remember bowing and giving my JTE a sympathetic half-smile. Some attendees, such as the superintendent of education, gave the most respectful of bows by kneeling on the ground, their heads almost grazing the ground as they bowed.
After I showed my respect to the family, I sat in the second row of zabuton (floor cushions). At 6 sharp, the doors to the temple were closed, and the priest (who is actually also a teacher at my base school) performed a very long sutra at the alter. While he did so, the family passed the incense box between them and offered three pinches of incense each. Those in attendance were also given an incense box to pass down the lines. The box was split in half. On the right side was the incense, and you are meant to transfer three pinches of it to the left side. How you do this seems to rely heavily on how religious you are or how well you knew the deceased. After I picked up a pinch of incense, I held it quietly for half a second with my unoccupied hand underneath the incense before transferring it to the other side, hoping I looked thoughtful and not so out of place. I did meet the man once before he died, but he was very sick at the time and couldn't actually speak.
The whole process took about an hour and a half. After the priest finished the sutra, he sang a shorter sutra and then read what sounded like a character profile on the deceased, citing him as a very energetic man in life. Then my JTE's husband said a few words, thanking everyone for coming. It was difficult not to cry, watching my JTE try to keep it together. I stole glances at her from time to time during the wake. I didn't see her cry once, but she did dab at her nose with a handkerchief in an effort to keep herself focused on anything but crying. I was close to tears at least twice; I felt so terrible for her.
When it was time to leave, the majority of those in attendance departed and were given another gift. I was one of the last to leave. As I stepped outside, I saw two of my girl JHS students talking to my JTE. Their faces looked concerned, but it was obvious that they had no idea what to say. My JTE saw me and rushed over. Suddenly she was in front of me, dabbing at her nose, fighting tears. She told me thank you for coming. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled her into a big hug. She burst into tears then, and she didn't stop crying. I told her everything was beautiful and that I'm glad I got to meet her father before he passed. We broke our hug, but she continued to cry. I told her I felt awful for her and that I was close to tears myself. I gave her another hug and she thanked me sincerely. I bowed deeply to her mother and other family members and made my way home.
I got in my car but couldn't drive for a few minutes afterward. I was reminded of my grandfather's passing that happened recently, and how difficult letting him go was... how it still is. I also thought about how the Japanese, as a people, are not comfortable with hugging. I sensed my JTE needed a hug, and I went for it. I swear her eyes were asking for one. I couldn't help myself. I don't like to see people in pain, and I definitely know when someone just needs to be embraced. I was relieved when she didn't pull away and even more relieved when she finally started to cry. She had been holding it in for so long, putting on a good face.
No matter how much people like their personal space, I believe that a hug in itself has a lot of healing power. Body contact is love-- a squeeze, reassurance. Everyone needs that at some point.
I felt like this was a good topic to put in this blog for a couple reasons. Firstly, to introduce how a Japanese wake proceeds in the unfortunate instance that you find yourself presented with one. Secondly, this is a good example of how you, the ALT, have to inquire about certain things because people won't tell you about them first. I was not invited to the wake. Don't be surprised if you're not invited either. They know it's not your culture or religion, and they don't expect you to go. The day I heard about my JTE's father's death, I immediately asked my supervisor when the wake was and if I was allowed to go. If you show interest, you will be rewarded. I'm so happy that I went. It showed everyone in the community that I care about them, and it showed my JTE that I am not just her assistant teacher but her friend.
That is the most important thing I've learned here: If I inquire about events, my teacher's weekends, where my students want to go to high school, that shows them that I am interested in them, that I care. Becoming a part of the community has become really important to me. I know I'll never be 100% Japanese, but if I'm going to live here, I'm going to try my hardest to spectate as little as possible.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Nande ya na?!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Gucha Gucha
Also, about taxes: If you are from the United States, you are exempt from Japanese taxes for two years. You still need to file with the IRS back home, but you may not have to actually pay taxes for two years.
For some reason there is a big misconception about JET dental insurance. We DO have dental, it just doesn't cover braces, sealants, or porcelain crowns. It DOES cover: cleanings every three months, x-rays, cavity fillings, and crowns.
We are responsible for a 30% deductible, BUT Japanese medical procedures are incredibly inexpensive.
Vaccinations are not covered by JET insurance.
Note: automobile insurance is separate and not provided by JET. You will either have to hunt down your own insurance company or, if you buy your car from a dealership like I did, your salesman should provide you with insurance options. Speaking of driving, if you are intoxicated while driving a vehicle and caught, you will suffer heavy fines and most likely go to prison. You WILL be fired from JET if you are found guilty of drinking and driving. The tolerance level here is zero. JET insurance does not cover alcohol-related accidents. Don't even ride a bicycle under the influence. You'll be sorry.
That being said, drugs are also really frowned upon in Japan, which has some of, if not the, harshest penalties in the world for drug use/possession. If you have done drugs in the past, even if you don't do them anymore, do not tell anyone in Japan. The knowledge that you have done drugs can have the same effect on people as if you are doing them presently. Be careful who you tell your personal stuff to.
Internet: My supervisor let me decide which internet to get, so I just picked the one Black Cat had before me. This meant no one had to come and install anything; they just sent me my router and access information and activated my internet remotely. In Japan, you need to give two companies money before you can have internet, and you must pay them every month. One is your provider. The other is... unnecessary. My ISP is NTT East, and my... extraneous bill... is OCN. They have an English speaking line, so don't worry if your Japanese isn't so great. And hey, if you have a supervisor who doesn't think you can do anything for yourself, they may just do everything for you. My internet is 100Mbps when connected to the modem (supposedly) and 50Mbps using wifi. There is no fiberoptic service here, so my internet is ADSL. I was worried that it would be slow, but it's way better than any internet I've had in America.
Keitai: I got an iPhone. It was expensive as hell and worth every yen. I paid ¥46,080 up front for the phone, but over the course of two years, to make up for the price of the phone, ¥1,920 is deducted from my monthly bill. In short, after two years, the iPhone is "free". This is a set special for the iPhone. It comes with the White Plan, Service Pack S!, and the unlimited data package. The data package does not exceed ¥6,000/month. Of course, there are way cheaper phones. Hell, you can get some for free. The iPhone is one of the luxuries I really wanted to have. I can chat with my boyfriend anytime, anywhere, I have an HD camcorder and camera in my purse at all times, and lots more reasons. Once you see where your placement is in JET, you should check out the coverage areas for SoftBank, AU, and Docomo. Those are the three largest cell phone providers in Japan... and maybe the only three. I'm not too sure.
Hopefully, my next blog will be about my fun times. I have done so much in the past two months that I don't even know how to start or what to say. How do you condense so many new experiences into words? I'll figure it out. If you have any questions about cars, internet, etc., just ask!
Friday, August 20, 2010
I believe in kindness and freedom and kittens.
Let's get one thing straight: it's fucking hot here. I thought it was going to be nice and chilly, but it's like being back in Florida EXCEPT there is no AC in the majority of people's homes and public buildings to escape to when you're seeping bodily fluid.
On Sunday, August 8th, when I was finished baking at 425 degrees and turned mid-cook to be browned on both sides, I decided to go for a walk to scope out the neighborhood. The second I walked outside, a cool gust of wind from the ocean wrapped me in its embrace as if to say: "Let's go on a refreshing adventure." As I was down for refreshment, I happily accepted the wind's request and began walking toward the junior high school. In a matter of moments, I began to hear laughter. After questioning my sanity, I decided there were actually people outside the JHS, summoned up all my courage, and headed toward the fun.
Apparently, I had unknowingly stumbled upon the 3rd grader's barbecue. (JHS 3rd graders, not like American 3rd grader age. They're all around 14 and 15.) As soon as I was seen, there was a huge commotion. The girl students lost their heads when they saw me and immediately started giggling and pushing their friends toward me. The boys stared at me suspiciously. The teachers ran up to me to introduce themselves and offer me food. The parents talked about me in Japanese and were surprised when I knew they were talking about me. Every time I answered them in Japanese, they laughed uproariously. It doesn't matter what you say here if you're a gaijin. You're always funny.
All of the 3rd grade girls came up to me to introduce themselves, and some shook my hand and giggled like I'd just told the most hilarious joke. It was pretty amusing, though at times I felt like I needed to check if there was actually something about me to laugh about. After I met all of the girls, the music teacher went and grabbed the obvious leader of the 3rd grade boys (he was the tallest and looked the coolest; it's really easy to pick these guys out) and made him introduce himself to me. All of his little minions circled around him as he tried to keep a tough face and shake my hand. He was completely embarrassed. It was awesome. I don't even remember his name, but I totally ate up his embarrassment.
Two 3rd grade girls took the initiative to stick with me throughout the barbecue and talk to me, half in English, half in Japanese. (I am SO relieved that I can partially speak Japanese. It has saved me so many times in conversations where the Japanese person I'm talking to is at a loss for words.) I then convinced the students and music teacher that, yes, we do have shaved ice with syrup on it in America. They are generally referred to as snow cones. It was like I pulled a rabbit out of my ass. Yet again, I amazed them. Sorry, Japan. We figured out how to chip ice and eat it, too. However, we don't pour condensed milk on ours, so I guess you kinda got your own thing goin' on there.
After the kids beat the crap out of two watermelons blindfolded, the watermelons were whisked away to be properly cut while the students prepared to light a giant box of fireworks. At this point, my fight or flight sequence initiated. One foot pivoted on the ball, one foot stepping backward, I nervously weighed the consequences of staying and leaving. If I were to leave, I would miss out on more bonding time with the students, their parents, AND the teachers, BUT I wouldn't have to suffer through the fireworks. If I were to stay, everyone would find out about my incredible fear of fireworks and sudden, loud noises and probably think I was strange for the entire duration of my time in Sai.
I decided to stay, and I'm glad I did. It turned out that the fireworks were really tame ones, mostly sparklers that kids ran around with. This dental technician I met at the BBQ, Dr. Spock, was really grabby and stood super close to me when he spoke. I'm pretty sure he had indulged a bit too much that night. At some point, Dr. Spock grabbed my wrist and led me to the students with the sparklers. It was a lot of fun. I taught a girl that she could write her name in the sparkler smoke, and all of the students came up to me saying "Fire please!" when they needed me to light their sparklers with my own. I think it was a great way to get to know all of them. =)
After the fireworks, it was time to eat the watermelon. Did I mention I hate watermelon? I decided I would just get a tiny, mangled piece and nibble on it a bit to blend in. My plan was promptly ruined by one of my new students, who happily handed me the largest slice of watermelon I have ever seen. I accepted the dripping piece of fruit and took a bite, doing my best to bite back the disgusted snarl behind my smiling facade. As I choked down the watery fruit, I realized this would be only one of many times I would just have to go with the flow. After a few bites, I quietly threw the rest away. Hey, I tried.
To make up for the watermelon experience, I saw a shooting star. My first ever! It was really beautiful. ^_^
Even more amazing, I was invited to an enkai! An enkai is a teachers' party where you get to watch all your coworkers get wasted and hear what's really on their mind. Unlucky for me, I hate beer, so I got this terrible tasting wine, and this guy next to me was smoking a lot. PLUS, I had to sit on the floor, which made my legs fall asleep immediately. After about an hour, I asked the music teacher who had brought me there, Lady Deathstrike, if she could take me back because I was getting pretty tired. Between hearing only Japanese, speaking only Japanese, drinking terrible, strong wine, and inhaling second-hand smoke, I was feeling a little ill. As soon as I stepped into my little oven of an apartment, I felt really content with my adventure. All I had to do was take the initiative to walk outside and go next door to the junior high school. My first visit to the school wasn't supposed to be until almost two weeks later, but I dove in head first and surprised myself by having a great time. (And also surprised my students, teachers, and the parents that I showed up without being told!)
The language barrier here can be extremely overwhelming. The best things to do are stay positive, keep calm, and laugh... a lot! Also, carry around a dictionary. Damn, that's good advice.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Flowers for a Hundred Yen
My flight to Tokyo was pretty sweet. My consulate (Miami) flew out on Continental. There were TVs on the back of every seat, and you could choose from over 100 movies to watch along with some popular TV shows. There were also a bunch of games. I was entranced for about an hour playing that BookWorm game that's basically just Boggle. I watched The Hangover, Date Night, Alice in Wonderland, about 1/4 of Ice Age 3, and about 15 minutes of Pocahontas in Japanese before my brain started to hurt. I wanted to sing the songs, but I didn't know the words. Sadface.
After 12.5 (napless) hours, we reached Narita Airport. You'll hear from your coordinator that you'll be greeted either incredibly cheerfully or eerily and silently by fellow JETs. About every ten feet on your way to the buses, you will be waved on by a JET. You'll probably feel like a rat in a maze.
Make sure you have your blue accident insurance book with you. You'll be giving that to the JET guide on your bus ride to Keio Plaza. The ride is about 2 hours long, give or take. The only thing that sucks about it is more sitting. Get ready for your ass to hurt every day until you get to your contracting organization. The sitting! The sitting! But hey, you'll get to see Tokyo Tower on your way. Yeah, I wasn't that impressed.
All of the instructions you get about orientation and what will happen on your way to your CO are completely confusing and usually convoluted. But, there's a flow to Tokyo Orientation. Know what time and where you need to be, and you're golden. Just follow the mama or papa duck. Seriously, I'm surprised they don't wipe your ass for you. And those workshops they say are incredibly important are useless. Now, I'm not saying you should skip them and spend the day touring Tokyo, but... >_>
Depending where your CO is, you'll be taking a car, bus, train, shinkansen, or plane. I had an hour flight to Aomori airport and was picked up by my supervisor and two of my coworkers from the Sai kyouikuiinkai (Board of Education). The drive to Sai-mura was about 3.5 hours of mountains, trees, farms, and sunflowers. We did stop at a nice little restaurant along the way where apparently whatever meal I chose was what everybody would order. I chose pork ramen.
It was really scary to all of a sudden be thrust into a van with three Japanese. I've studied Japanese for roughly three years, but I have never been to Japan before this. I tried my best to ask intelligible questions to one of my coworkers who was sitting next to me. We'll call her Phoenix. Phoenix speaks some English thanks to Black Cat, but apparently Black Cat stopped speaking English after her Japanese got better. Now Phoenix doesn't really get any practice. Maybe I should help out.
When we got to Ohma (where the grocery store is), I hesitantly picked out some food to last me for the next couple days. I hate when you're taken somewhere by someone else's generosity and you feel like you're wasting their time. Long story short, I ate bananas and bread for the next two days.
I was really happy to see that Black Cat left the house in immaculate condition. She even left me little notes on things like on a Jamaican flag colored tin with a joint-smoking monkey on it: "I thought this was hilarious for some reason. Feel free to throw it out!" Will do, Black Cat. I only wish you'd left helpful hints on how to operate the gas stove, microwave, clothes washer, shower, and boiler before you left.
The principal of the junior high school came over to my house unexpectedly my first night in Sai. I was expecting to just sit around alone and unpack my stuff, but I was treated to an amazing dinner (complete with shrimp head soup!) by kouchou-sensei and kyoutou-sensei who tagged along. I haven't seen either of them since. I think kouchou-sensei was away fighting crime or something. Duty calls.
The next day was all about being issued my hanko/inkan, applying for my gaijin card, and creating a bank account. Oh, and learning how to sort the trash. It's no big deal here. I only have 5 different trash categories. On the JET video, there's some girl with 22. Yikes.
On Saturday (my fourth day in Sai), I nearly cried at the car dealership. The car I'm getting is fairly expensive, I couldn't understand what the salesman was saying, he was asking me what kind of insurance I wanted and showed me some ridiculous prices, and then it happened that since I didn't have my gaijin card yet, I couldn't even get the car. Needless to say, I was pretty frustrated. BUT, I didn't cry. I told myself it wasn't a big deal. Who cries over buying a car? Not this lady!
I also went to SoftBank to get an iPhone but was told without the gaijin card, I basically can't do shit. Whatever. I went out to dinner and karaoke with a bunch of other Shimokita JETs, and we had an awesome time! Totally made up for my shitty day of not being able to get anything done. It was really a great way to get to know everyone. I sang "House of the Rising Sun" by The Animals and "Somewhere Beyond the Sea," the Robbie Williams version. I had NEVER sung karaoke before, so I was quite pleased that I came out of my shell a little and had a fantastic time. The two closest ALTs to me, now known as Rogue and Shadowcat, are also new JETs. This made it really easy to bond. We've actually almost hung out every day since we got here. During karaoke, we sang GaGa, Aqua, and a whole bunch of other embarrassing songs. ;)
Rogue is the Kazamaura ALT, and Shadowcat, the Ohma ALT. Since meeting, we have done karaoke, had a sleepover, cooked dinner together, gotten lost in the mountains for four hours, roamed around the most famous place in Sai-mura (Hotokegaura), seen about 7 monkeys and a kamoshika, and been to two festivals together. This is a really crazy way to start friendships! After Rogue drops off Shadowcat when the three of us hang out (Rogue is the only one with a car right now), she and I listen to crazy songs on full blast in her car and sing obnoxiously loud all the way back to my place. Songs butchered have included: I Need a Hero, Just Dance, Mr. Sandman, the Pokemon theme song, I'll Make a Man Out of You, and the list goes on.
I’d like to point out that I have not cried or felt homesick since I’ve been here. I’m working really hard at staying positive and staying busy. I don’t see the point in lamenting my move here. I had plenty of time to drop from the program. This is what I want to do, and I’m not going to cry about it.
This blog takes us up to Sunday, August 8th. My next blog will be up shortly!
Sai-yonara! ;)
Monday, August 2, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Star Wars Movies are not Children's Movies
Before you leave for Japan, you're going to want to get your crap in order. My coordinator suggested delegating a power of attorney and procuring a living will. I am doing neither of these things. If I die, I have nothing of value to be given to family or taken by the government. No car, no house, nada. My only possessions are as good as anonymous. If you have important adult-like possessions, you should probably do the aforementioned things. If you're like me, just do what you normally do and stare into space.
I have the glorious task of not only packing for Japan but also packing up everything I will not be taking and shoving it into my mom's garage for an indeterminable amount of time. I don't know how you feel about packing, but I am not a fan. Packing twice kind of makes me want to die.
As far as preparation goes, I have spent the majority of my time shopping for clothes. Aomori prefecture is incredibly far north, and the village I have been placed in might as well be in Hokkaido which might as well be in Russia. Okay, not really. But my point is that I need lots of clothes. So far I've been to two different malls, an outlet mall, and my mom's closet. If you'll be living in a northern prefecture, some things you'll need include:
- long johns/ long underwear/ under layers/ thinner clothes to wear under your heavier clothes (I realize these are all the same thing. I'm doing this for your benefit here.)
- snow jacket (You may not be familiar with snow. It does exist, and yes, it has the potential to be kind of cold. Your snow jacket should be well insulated and have full length sleeves. No cardigans unless you enjoy hypothermia. Hood preferable.)
- boots (Without a heel or with a modest heel, ladies. Snow is made out of water. Thus, it is slippery water. Must I explain further why heels on snow is a bad idea? Pretend you are a little train that needs enough grip to climb a hill. Have you ever seen a train wear high heels? My point exactly.)
- sweaters/ long-sleeved shirts (I shouldn't have to remind you about this, but I'm looking out for you.)
- socks: thick and thin (Don't forget that Japan is full of shoeists. Shoes are not allowed inside a lot of places and also have designated waiting areas. Make sure your socks are neither dirty nor holey.)
- gloves (Snow gloves are different than gloves you wear when it's just chilly. Buy a set of both. Glove liners are also a good idea for extra warmth and sweat-wicking.)
- hats (When I say "hat," I immediately think of Indiana Jones's epic fedora, but that's not going to help you here. Other than getting you awesome points, I mean. Get a warm hat that covers your ears.)
- scarves (Not the fashion scarves, the practical scarves, silly goose.)
So, if you've never lived in snow, there you go-- inside tips! Optional accessories include... earmuffs.
As with most things, every situation is different, but it's still a good idea to dress professionally at your office/schools. You're an ambassador of your country while you're on JET. Don't you want to take the time to look nice? Me either. Damn it.
Black Cat said the dress code was semi-casual (completely casual meaning jeans and t-shirt). She dismissed the option to wear jeans to work. Khakis and polos it is! Actually, I'll probably wear dress pants and a nice top to work on my first day. We'll see how well I can put together an outfit after 13 hours of jet lag.
If you have no clue what to wear to work, dress it up. You can never look too good when making a first impression. When you see what the other teachers are wearing, follow their examples. Of course, you can always continue to dress in your business attire when they're all wearing track suits, but you may look like a douche. Be prepared for that possibility.
I finally bought some omiyage yesterday! If you're not savvy on the whole omiyage issue, here's the rundown: "omiyage" translates as "souvenir". Giving (cheap/edible) omiyage upon returning from a vacation or trip is a standard Japanese custom (a way of thanking everyone else for working while you were off gallivanting like a poof). In a JET's case, it's simply a nice gesture to bring something from his/her hometown to share with his/her superiors. (This means don't bother buying your neighbor something. Unless your neighbor happens to be your vice principal, of course. If you make friend with your neighbor, however, you may want to get them something. They will return the favor! Possibly deliciously.)
Another important thing to know is that your gifts must match the social hierarchy of the school/office. The JTE (Japanese Teacher of English) should get a small gift. I bought glass paperweights that say "Sunshine State" and "Florida" on them. The vice principal must get something better than the JTE. I bought fire-glazed plates that show some kind of beach scene on them that also say Florida. (These were all really cheap in a gift shop in Orlando.) The principal must get something comparable to the vice president's gift but better. I actually forgot to get the omiyage for the principals while I was in Orlando, but I think I'm going to buy them bags of Starbucks's Via instant coffee. There are no Starbucks's in Aomori at all (from what I've read), and the Japanese are into instant coffee, so voila. I'm originally from Seattle, so giving Starbucks coffee is extremely appropriate, and don't you say otherwise.
I know I said the gift should be comparable to the VP's gift, but hey, the coffee is going to be way more expensive and delicious than some painted plates (They were $1.99). At least there's kind of a food theme...? I'm reaching, I know. I've actually yet to find out if I'm allowed to bring coffee into Japan. I hope so
The Japanese also like things that are individually wrapped. Remember that if you ever give them food. They don't want something if there's the possibility that someone else has touched it. Personally, I'm bringing some wrapping materials with me to Japan so I can individually wrap everything when I get there.
Last thing about omiyage: you don't have to give them immediately upon arriving in your placement. Wait it out for a bit, get to know people, and THEN shower them with cheap, foreign gifts they'll never appreciate and likely toss the moment you disappear from sight. (Oh, and don’t forget a gift for your supervisor.) As for the students, I bought Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse stickers that say things like "Fantastic" and "Girl/Boy Power". Yeah, I know. They were cheap, okay? I've heard kids go gaga for stickers, so we'll see.
If you'll be needing to drive in Japan, make sure to get your international driver's permit. If you're American, you win! You are from practically the only country that must obtain an actual Japanese driver's license after your first year in Japan. Don't you feel so lucky?! More to come on that when I actually have to take the test. *indistinct grumbling surely laced with colorful cuss words*
I'm sure there's more I wanted to say here, but I forget. I went to sleep before finishing this blog, and now I'm all confused. As always, direct any questions to this blog or TanukiSunrise@gmail.com.
I think my next entry will be about the vast amount of paperwork you will need to complete upon being accepted to JET that can utterly destroy your sanity piece by piece.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
That Metaphor Just Went Somewhere Horrible...
Of course, these numbers will not be your numbers. I realize that. But if you're put in the inaka as I have been, they will be relatively close. It's generally difficult to make an accurate figure for how much one will be paying each month in utilities. Personal preferences aside (and those can vary incredibly), house/apartment size, weather, and whether your housing accommodation includes an AC unit factor into how much you'll be shelling out every month. Come with me on a glorious math adventure!
The JET salary is 3,600,000 yen/year. It may have fluctuated a little bit over the years, but it's never far from this amount. For me, this means $40554.23/year at the current exchange rate (which, granted, will probably change during my stay in Japan). And if you're reading this and thinking "HOLY SHIT! MONEY!" I am about to crush your precious little bubble of naiveté. There are TAXES in Japan! Doh! And you thought you could get away from them. Silly taxpayer. There are some taxes that you won't be able to weasel out of. These include the mandatory pension program, health insurance fee, and unemployment tax.
Yes, mandatory pension program. That means, every month, the Japanese government will take 25,000 yen out of your paycheck and sit on it until you leave Japan. The only stipulation is that you work there for at least 6 months. If you work for less than a year, you will not receive the full 25,000/month back. Don't blame the messenger. You will not be able to collect this money until you are back in your home country (or at least out of Japan completely) and file the necessary paperwork. For your convenience, here is a handy link to more info: JET Pension Info. You're welcome.
The refund after working for an entire year in Japan is equal to a month of salary, that being 300,000 yen right now. Also, there is a 20% fee taken out of said refund. However, this is also refundable. Why the hell they take it out in the first place, I just can't say. The point is that you can get it back after filling out MORE PAPERWORK! For this entire process, you will need a tax representative (in Japan) and a Japanese bank account. If you stay for two years, you get 600,000 yen; three years, 900,000 yen. However, if you stay for four years, you are capped off at 1,000,000 yen. You will not get another 300,000 yen from the pension program, and you'll have to wait that much longer to get your pension money back.
Like the pension fee, the health insurance fee and unemployment tax are automatically deducted from your paycheck before you ever see it. The health insurance fee is 13,000 yen/month, and the unemployment tax is 2,400 yen/month. If you've been following along, you know the total deductions from your paycheck add up to 40,400. Now you're left with 259,600 yen for a month's work. But wait! Now you must factor in your rent and utilities. Unfortunately, at this point, I can't factor in anybody's rent but mine. But I have faith that you, blog reader, can do simple math.
My rent is a ridiculous 9,000 yen/month (about $100). And I mean "ridiculous" in that the average cost of a JET apartment falls in the 20,000-50,000 yen/month range. So I'm pretty lucky on that front. As far as utilities go, water is roughly 1,800/month and electricity is about 4,000/month. In the winter, Black Cat's gas bill is approximately 10,000/month, and there's a guy who comes to fill up the kerosene tank for 2,000. I am in a very cold area of Japan, so I don't have AC. While my electricity bill is fairly low, my gas bill is going to compensate by being a total douche.
Okay, so, lots of numbers. But hopefully this gives you an idea of how much money you'll actually get to keep every month. On average, with utilities (leaving out winter expenses for now), taxes, and rent, I'll get 244,800 yen/month, which figures out to 2,937,600 yen/year, which is $33,092.25/year. This doesn't look as nice as the full 3,600,000 yen, but if you're living in the inaka like I will be, you're going to have nothing frivolous to waste your money on. Every month, my paycheck will go to groceries and... that's it. There is nothing else to spend money on in Sai-mura (if you want to get technical, there is actually nothing to spend money on in Sai. The grocery store is 20 minutes away in Ohma). Let's say I spend 18,000 yen/month on groceries. That's only 216,000 yen for the year, which gives me 2,721,600 ($30659). Nothing to turn one's nose up at. Some people make $30k a year before taxes and expenses. So, in short, JET can be a really great way to save up some money.
Some of that thirty grand is going to find itself traveling back to my U.S. bank account. Some will be spent on snowboarding trips, and a lot of it will probably go towards gas for the car I must buy. I'll also have internet and keitai bills to pay. Factoring those in right now wouldn't be helpful since I have no idea what I'm doing for either of them. My point here is that if you're in a situation like I have been placed in, you won't have to worry about money. I do know some people who have to pay 50,000 yen/month for their apartment because they live in more populated areas. While they're surrounded by things to do and restaurants to eat at, they just won't be able to save up the amount of money that I will. On the flip side, I live on a mountain. I must basically entertain myself. (Good thing The Old Republic is coming out soon. I've never played an MMO, but I would marry BioWare if such a union could be recognized by law. I'm also writing three novels, a video game RPG script, and a graphic novel.) I will slay thee, boredom!
In short, the number of moneybags I will need when I leave Japan is... one. The other hand must be free to wipe away the tears over leaving a job with decent pay and minimal work in a beautiful country. But it's too early to get nostalgic. I'm not even in Japan yet! 30 days and counting, by the way. Maybe my next blog will be about me panicking and setting the streets ablaze in my madness. Or maybe it'll be about my hunt for winter clothes and luggage. Regardless... you got questions, I (might) have answers.
If any of my math is wrong, I blame it on the American education system. >_>
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Once More, With Feeling
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Of Mice and Men
The Interview:
• You will need a suit. No ifs ands or buts. If you don't show the interviewers you are dead serious about the JET Program, they will notice immediately. There are even instances where some interviewers were highly offended (or acted offended) and demanded to know if the interviewee was serious about the JET Program and why they are not wearing a suit. Keep in mind that you are interviewing for a job. They don't want slobs representing Americans (or wherever your country of origin happens to be) in Japan. Because, hey, we're not all slobs.
• Shake the interviewers' hands when you enter the room for the first time and again when you leave. This gives them a great first impression. You can show them your professionalism and appreciation for their time in two simple gestures. If you make a bee-line for your chair, the first impression that you've made is that you're timid and can't be bothered to be friendly to the people about to spend the next twenty to thirty minutes with you. Don't be a jerk.
• Brush up on your Japanese current events. I was not asked any questions about Japan, but knowing, for example, who the prime minister and emperor are, can display your interest in Japan to the panel. And plenty of consulates will ask you simple trivia about Japan. Be ready for anything.
• Again, have good reasons for why you chose you placement requests. I was asked this in my interview, and I'm very, very glad that I had answers. My placement requests were Nara, Kanazawa, and Gifu. Nara, I said, intrigued me because it was in an area where women in the Heian period took their pilgrimages, and I would like to visit those historical locations. Kanazawa for the historical architecture and museums. I said I would like to visit ninja-dera because the layout intrigued me. Gifu has a 700 year-old sword making history. When I said this, one of my interviewers laughed at me and said all of Japan has a long sword history. I laughed as well and agreed with her. If you ever have the chance to show your humility, DO SO. If you're a hothead, be a ninja turtle, not an English teacher.
• On that note, here is a very important tip: the interviewers' main goal is to test your temper. NEVER argue with an interviewer. Smile, laugh, or nod happily when appropriate. If you blow your lid, you blow your chances at being accepted. If your pride comes before your professionalism, you will not survive in Japan. (Hell, you won't even get there if you're an asshole in the interview. Thank you for weeding yourself out.) This goes triple if you're applying to be a CIR. Business etiquette is critical.
At times, your interviewer will ask you questions to trip you up. It is not uncommon for a panelist to act like a complete dick. (Luckily I didn't have any of those.) They can be very brutal, telling you that you just want to go to Japan to jerk around, etc. If you get the impression that an interviewer is going out of his or her way to make you hate them, keep your cool. They're not just an asshole; they're trying to get a rise out of you. Roll with the punches and show them that you are unfazeable! (That, for the record, is a made up word.) If you play it cool, they'll see that you won't cause trouble while on their program. This, of course, is what they want. In short: don't be a ruffian. (At least until you get to Japan, you devil, you.)
• WHY JET?: This is the mother of all questions (besides maybe, do you have a criminal record?). The good thing about this question is that you can totally lie and they'll never know. But really, you should be applying for this job for the right reasons. Anyway, sorting your moral obligations is not my job. If you're a douche who wants to go to Japan through the JET Program for the wrong reasons, you are just as welcome to benefit from my tips. Just know, sir or madam, that you royally suck.
So why JET? This is a question you're going to want to think a lot about. You're not running for Miss America here. You don't have to give them a Nobel Peace Prize answer. Tell them the truth. What got you interested in JET? The most important thing to remember here is that your interviewers want to see that you'll contribute yourself fully to the schools you teach at and to the Japanese community you will be living in. For my answer, I told them straight up that what interested me in JET was its mission statement. (Interviewers are now: ?O_O? Tell us more, Aiden Vail!) As you've read in my long term plans section, I'm interested in localization in video games. I extended this into the field of creating my own educational games that would help people internationalize and learn foreign languages easier. (Okay, this isn't my number one goal in life, but it sounds really unique, right?) I told them that JET and I had the same mission statement: to promote cultural exchange and support internationalization. And I do believe this. I wasn't just sucking up-- honest! Your goal here is to relate JET to who you are as much as possible. Make yourself inseparable from JET, and they will remember you when it comes time to pick the finalists!
• This is kind of a specific issue, but I was asked if being part Japanese would hinder my experience in Japan. For example, would I feel a lot of pressure if people expected me to speak a lot of Japanese since I am part Japanese? I turned this question in my favor and said that JET is about internationalization and cultural awareness. I am 100% American and am ready to share that with the Japanese community. I said I think a large part about being a JET is breaking stereotypes: that Americans can't use chopsticks, that all of us own guns, etc. I said it would be fun to get to know real Japanese people and maybe help them form a positive image of Americans whether I'm part Japanese or not. (Question PWNED!)
• Another goal of the interviewers is to find out how homesick you're going to get. While it is completely normal to experience homesickness, JET does not want you to freak out when you get to Japan and discover you can't live without Olive Garden and Chef Boyardee. Oh, and your family, too. Be prepared to be asked how you'll handle homesickness. I told them that I'll bring pictures of friends and family, but in general, I'm a very relaxed person who loves the adventure of a new place. I said to combat homesickness, I would make Japan a home away from home-- be active in the community and participate in a lot of the afterschool functions with the students. Make sure you emphasize how much you're looking forward to the afterschool activities. It shows that you're already thinking about becoming involved and that you're enthusiastic about projecting a positive image of your home country in Japanese society.
• What clubs would you like to start at your school(s)? Would you join any pre-existing clubs?: The answer for the first one lies in what your own hobbies or interests are. If you're bringing your guitar to Japan, maybe you could start a guitar club. I said I liked to crochet, so maybe if any students were interested in making their own stuffed animals, blankets, etc., that would be really fun! As far as pre-existing clubs, YES I would love to join them! (Are you getting the enthusiasm here? Don't run out of it.) I told them that I liked to read, sing, cook, hike... and doing them with other people just made it better. I said joining a choir would be incredibly interesting because I could learn some songs in Japanese and feel more a part of the community. Even if you have no intention of ever joining an afterschool activity, let the interviewers know that you're not completely shutting out the idea of participating. Things won't go well for you if they see you're already biased and leaning toward being antisocial.
• If you're a female, they might ask you some situational questions: what if the principal is drunk and hits on you, grabs your butt, etc. I'll tell you what the answer isn't... it is not SPRAY THE MACE AND RUN LIKE HELL! Think of the most mature solution you possibly can that does not involve any kind of ostentatious confrontation. That is the right answer. Of course, JET doesn't expect you to tolerate being molested by your superiors. If you really have a problem at one of your schools, you can always call CLAIR or your BOE, and someone will help you resolve the issue or be relocated to avoid the problem all-together. If your principal is drunk though, remember that the Japanese do not hold their alcohol well and try to resolve the issue without causing a fuss.
A question you may be asked, if you have a significant other, is: how will you cope being so far away from them? My answer to this would be (I was not asked it) that my boyfriend has known since we met that my goal has always been to go to Japan. If I am accepted into the JET Program, I am confident enough in our relationship that the distance would not affect me in any negative way or prevent me from doing my duties as an ALT. Besides, I've woken up to his ugly mug for 3 years; I can do without for a little while! I'd throw that little joke in there because that's my personality, and I'm sure my panelists would have enjoyed it as well. If you're not comfortable making jokes, you're under no obligation to. I just find that it makes it easier for the interviewer to make a connection to you and therefore remember you better. For the record, my boyfriend is very cute.
• The interviewers will be looking for your level of adaptability. They do this by asking you to do an impromptu English lesson and asking you uncomfortable questions, but sometimes they will simply ask you outright: what if you're placed in Hokkaido where it is extremely cold? What if you're placed in Okinawa where you'll sweat off every pound of water weight in your body? My answer to these questions was that I've lived in both climates and found them both not only tolerable but also enjoyable. Every place is what you make of it. You determine your experiences. Let the panel know that you are up to any challenge and will make the most out of wherever CLAIR decides to place you.
• The impromptu teaching lesson: You have a real opportunity to shine here. I believe I already wrote that when they asked me to do a quick lesson, I hopped out of my chair and enthusiastically made my way to the whiteboard. Even if you're not an experienced teacher, you can get into JET. I have little to no teaching experience, but I showed the interviewers that I'm up to the challenge and will remain positive throughout. For my lesson, I decided to go with the pluperfect tense. I stumped all of the interviewers but assured them that with proper planning, I could make the concept quite easy to understand. IN FACT, I have a lot of games in mind that would nicely facilitate learning in the classroom by keeping the children interested and continually occupied. I demonstrated a game to them complete with jumping around and rushing to the whiteboard to write down an answer. Be as active as possible in your interview! Your cheeriness will rub off on them, and they'll remember you in a positive light!
• Final tip: You are in Japan as an ASSISTANT language teacher. Although it is not unheard of that a teacher could completely dump all of his/her responsibilities on you, if they are in the classroom, you must defer to them. They are the sensei, you are the grasshopper. I was asked, immediately after my enthusiastic English lesson, what if my teacher was not open to my method of teaching and didn't want the students playing any of the games I had prepared? Without missing a beat, I said that that would be completely okay. I recognize my role as an assistant language teacher and would aid the sensei in whatever ways I could. If I thought one of my lessons would be particularly helpful, I would respectfully request that we use my lesson. But if the sensei was absolutely opposed to it, I wouldn't mind. My job is to help them in the classroom, not take it over.
This ended up being a lot longer than I thought, but I think I covered the vast majority of questions I was asked. The most important things I can tell you are to be enthusiastic and keep your cool if you are asked some difficult questions. Remember to stay focused on what YOU can do for JET and what you will contribute during your time there. Don’t forget to be excited! Show the interviewers who you really are.
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- I am currently an ALT for the JET Program in Sai-mura, Aomori-ken. I graduated from the University of Florida in 2010 with degrees in English and Japanese language and literature. I am originally from Seattle, WA but for the past few years have called Florida home. I am excited to have been accepted into the JET Program, and I hope this blog will develop into something useful for future JETs!
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