Entrance Ceremony;
Yard packed with suits & woolen skirts/cheap jewelry
Nervous looking parents, bewildered little ones.
Boss in tatty jeans still
Chibbies at front marshaled by A/K/S/M senseis.
ONI unchi seems to be the first song today with A-chan on pianola, plinking away merrily & co-teacher M leading the arm flailing! Excellent combo, these two.

A medley from me for 1/2 hr. No need pre-teach - just leap in & see what they can do :). A-chan pats her bum oh so provocatively during wheels on the bus and then no chance to beep her horn. Tragedy!
Minus Five again today! Treacherous cycling this morning, as I couldn't see the ice for the freshly fallen snow :(
I-sensei starts on positive notes as
usual, inclusive smile & invites me to begin (and joins in) with
genki "Hello" (Super Simple Songs) & on the spot "Walking Walking"! Love her "I'm not
happy pout" cheeks that still smile! Kids absolutely do not want to compromise that beam of joy. Sucked straight back into line & behave well.
As an amateur socio-anthropolgist, I can see a lot of aggressive body language, facial expressions & micro-expressions, dominant posturing, alpha-male assertiveness, as well as the more defenseless trying to be accepted by going with the flow. This doesn't happen in the other classes (as much). Just a bad mix, or let to run free for too long? A major contributing factor is the formalisation of the dominant ranking when the teacher's back is turned, playing the piano, assuming the singing is taking place in a vacuum, whereas it is actually shouted out while faces are pulled, fingers pointed and squirming at a maximum.![]() |
| Sample, using Phoster in class |
Minus 10 on the bike to work this morning - not the day to forget gloves...or hat, scarf, woolly jumper and all! Wow. Bitterly cold, and the playground frozen hard as a ginger nut biscuit!
Before we got into class-mode proper this morning, I was doing my usual walk about, looking for mischief when I discovered a deposit on Chi-sensei's floor. Squishy, brown and somewhat toxic, and suddenly quite alarmed I might have walked in it/very nearly picked it up. Haven't remembered the Thailand classroom turd debacle since forever!"Thank you. I hope there are plenty."
"No, my teacher. There's an extra stool."
"Great. Then everybody will be happy."
"Erm. It's in the corner."
"That's lovely. I'll be along soon."Of course the teacher was being a bit dim, and the students were trying to be as polite as possible. There was, of course, a cable of shite the size of a child's arm, stinking out my bamboo classroom!
For lunch the kid with drippingly snotty hands moves my cup,
fingers all over the rim. The nose-picker lad who could represent Japan in the snot Olympics, delivers my rice, thumbs in the
bowl. Hello another infection!![]() |
| Peek-a-boo Anna |