Saturday, October 22, 2005

Foreverything else, there's mastercard.

Sometimes.... sometimes... sometimes I have a very hard time getting my thoughts onto the screen in any way that makes sense and that doesn't sound pathetic. So many times, the experiences I have here aren't documented simply because I can't find the words to communicate them.

I'm at the Parish Pagoda right now, home of the three dashing Redeemer Alumni. Instead of driving myself crazy again this weekend I elected to come straight here after work yesterday and drive the boys crazy for the weekend. It has been fun thus far, and my stay will end tormorrow morning when I go catch the train for church. It's super fun just to hang out with folks and have other people in the apartment that you can interact with, make comments to about fun and stupid things, and just generally have a good time with.
I'm fabulously happy for my dear Kenny who seems to be having a heck of a time out in Fukuchiyama, but I gotta say I'm a bit jealous of her too-good-to-be-true experiences... Well, I know they are true, I'm not doubting her one bit. But my school staff is so different from hers.... Any teachers at my school other than the English teachers either ignore me or tell me (in their very limited English) that I should please answer the phone when I'm the closest one to it... when they know darn well that I can't speak or understand Japanese. Oy vay, talk about feeling useless and frustrated.
On Tuesday, I had one third year class in the afternoon. That was it for the day. The class consisted of me stationed at the front of the classroon and the students coming up to me, one by one, each reading the same travel dialogue with me...

Customer: I would like __________ tickets for ____________, please.
Clerk: One way or round trip?
Customer: _______________, please.
Clerk: How long will you stay in ______________?
Customer: ________________.
Clerk: That'll be $ ______, please.
Customer: Okay, here you go. What time does the next _____________ leave?
Clerk: __________.
Customer: Thank you.
Clerk: You're welcome.

(You wanna know the sad thing? I just wrote that out from memory. I don't have a copy of it here.) The dialogue was homework from the previous week: they had to fill in all the blanks with appropriate answers such as how many tickets, to what country, how long they will stay, how much it will cost, what mode of transportation they will use to get there... So at least the dialogue wasn't the *exact* same from student to student. But still, there were 35 students in the class, so I got good and tired of it by the end of the 50-minute class. To my great amusement, I had four of these exact same classes yesterday.... with 35 students in each class.... hmm... let's see.... 35x4... what is that, 130? One Hundred and thirty of the exact same conversations.... or practically the exact same conversations....
One funny one, I think the kid watches too many Master Card commercials...

Customer: I would like _____4_____ tickets for ___Australia____, please.
Clerk: One way or round trip?
Customer: ___One way____, please.
Clerk: How long will you stay in __Australia__?
Customer: ___Forever__.
Clerk: That'll be $ _priceless___, please.

I thought it was kinda cute. I laughed.
Anyhow, I think we're going to watch a movie or something now.... buh bye!

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