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March 11, 2009 by miki

Thoughts for the day… hmm.

Yeah, the milk’s been drying up of late, as my pal Kim has summed it up quite effectively, and that’s partly the persistent cold weather stiffening up my hands so that I can’t type, and mainly a lack of exciting things happening in the oh-so-bustling city of Hamada. Most of the school events this year have been variations on all the stuff from the previous years, though things always shift around a little bit depending on the combination of personalities involved. The ripples of novelty are becoming smaller and smaller, though, and the two-year cap on my Nihon no incubation period has been feeling undeniably the right choice.

Eigo Boost

Well, now that the YES-WE-CANaanites have simmered down (though their words still waft around the hallway only to be caught on occasion like the faint smell of bathroom air… you can’t can the CAN, i guess… sorry), one student has emerged out of the catchphrase cloud displaying in proud colors a remarkable interest in practicing her English conversation skills with me… and only me! Well, because there really is only me with that kind of free time. Anyhow, I have this policy in my head to not show favoritism towards any one student simply because they’re smart or cute or strange in the right ways because that’s too easy to do and just not cool, but this particular second grader has diligently shown up at my desk almost everyday during the lunch break with dictionary in hand and a whole lot of enthusiasm. Despite us being equally broken in the other’s native tongue, the conversations flow quite naturally. It’s awesome. It’s a wonderful addition to my work day, and requires such minimal effort on my part that I can’t help but wonder if this might be karmic rebound for all the previous year’s shoot-downs. It could also be that she’s just a real cool kid. I’m thinking that might be more the reason.

Blast Off

To be honest, if it weren’t for the bit of newness like that here and there, the daily stuff would probably be unbearable. I’ve recently felt my already small world cave in a bit too close for comfort, pushing some nasty sensations too near to the heart, and all I could do for the long run was straighten my back, readjust my face, and learn how to breathe properly again. Changes are happening, though, and just as before, it involves a few old friends leaving by the end of the month. Yet this time, I’m not moved to feel sad as much as relieved and glad, knowing that their going away allows for their world to expand as much as it literally stretches the latitudes and longitudes of the friend circle, forcing everyone to grow.

Maybe that just sounds stupid, but the secretive and suffocating nature of the city I live in creates a perfect launchpad for departure. Saying farewell and letting go means someone gets to escape the petri dish and can live their life and make mistakes without so many of the witnesses or evidences of the past always in view. Soon it will be time to buy my own ticket out of here. Inward breath…


1 comment »

  1. Jeremy says:

    I honestly think it’s something to do with this time of year. Nobody really wants to do anything exciting because we are all just on the cusp of spring, so we know things will be at least slightly better soon. And all the novelty of the current season has long since become pure frustration. I imagine your situation compounds that even more. Well here’s hoping that you evolve from your petri dish into an advanced micro-organism capable of dividing many times over and eventually overwhelming us all.

    I went too geeky there, didn’t I? So it goes.

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