Maybe I'm back to writing... maybe not. We'll see when the mood strikes me.
Good news though. I got a new camera(yesterday) that does HD video. I wasn't happy with the quality from the iPhone. So although I don't know how often I'll have a blog update, but I should at least have some videos up fairly regularly I hope.
You can access my videos at my youtube page at http://www.youtube.com/user/SandTiger42
I will also be posting private videos that won't show up on my youtube homepage. You'll have to do 2 things to see these videos.
1) Create a youtube account. It's free.
2) Add me as a contact or friend on Youtube. If possible with a msg of who you are so I know who I'm adding.
After you've done those two things. Every time I post a private video I'll send you a link to the video via Youtube.
Only some of my videos will be private. If you want to know why I'm doing this, send me an email and I'll let ya know.
Make sure to watch all the videos in HD! Click the *360p* button on the bottom of the video and change it to *720p* or *1080p*. Unless your computer is from the stoneage, then it won't be able to play the HD.
Ok. Now on to some good stuff.
School lunches are nasty. Some days they're beyond nasty. There is very little I'll refuse to eat, but today was #1 on the freaky list. It's a fish called shishamo. Shishamo is a whole fish(head, tail, bones, eyes, internal organs, everything), and then you batter it up and lightly fry it. Not only that, but you eat everything. The head and the tail also.
Not gross enough yet? The fish is also pregnant. It's chock full of fish ovaries. It probably takes up about 25-50% of the weight of the fish.
Here's a picture of todays Lunch. I also have a private video up of this.
Today was also club day at my school. Once a week elementary schools have club day. Basketball club, badminton, other sports, computer, art, boardgames, tea ceremony, etc etc etc. I usually hang out with one of the sports clubs, but I'll try to visit every club at least once.
Today I realized there was a dance club and I had never been. Usually when kids say dance they are into hip-hop . That's what I expected. I was looking forward to a cute lil hip-hop performance from 9-11yo girls. But when I got there... there was newspaper scattered all over the room.. and some of the girls were wadding it into balls... making paper airplanes.. just... playing. I was completely confused. The teacher asked me "I bet you can't tell what club this is can you?". If I hadn't already known I'd of had no idea.
The teacher then says for everybody to stop their "preparation" and asks who wants to "go first". I'm baffled. A group of 3 girls volunteer and start their "performance". One girl grabs a sheet of newspaper and the other 2 girls get into position. One girl starts wadding up the newspaper, tearing it, throwing it, doing everything you can with a wad of newspaper. At the same time the other 2 girls are on the floor, now they're not, now they're jumping around, now they're rolled into little balls, now they're hopping around while in little balls. I'm so confused for the first 30 seconds. It was the most painful and embarrassing thing to watch, couldn't begin to explain how awkward this was. Then it dawned on me, they are doing interpretive dance. One of the girls kept asking very quietly under her breath, "Can we be done NOW!?" while the other girl kept making her do the most awkward and embarrassing things. Another girl just tried to shrink from existence itself.
This went on for another 10-15 minutes with other groups of girls. At this point I'm curious WHO CAME UP WITH THIS CRAZY IDEA. So I go over to the teachers and ask. They are the youngest teachers in the school, a male and a female. Pretty fun, both really great teachers and I love teaching with them or just hanging out in their classes. The female teacher is particularly fun, shes probably my favorite teacher out of the 150+ teachers I've worked with. She's like me if I were Japanese, Female, and EVIL.
Back to the story, I ask about the freaking awkward interpretive dance. But instead of an answer, I just get "Brian, you should really do this. Go for it. Go up there with Male-teacher and show the kids how its done". Are you absolutely crazy lady!?!?!?!? I turned purple just thinking about doing something so embarrassing. Noooooooo way. Never gonna happen. I tell them so, with much enthusiasm. The next words out of her mouth were "Hey kids, Brian says he totally wants to do this!" The kids cheer. I can't say no now. How do you say no to a whole bunch of girls who adore you? So I leave my dignity back with my chair, and go make an utter fool of myself. And the kids are like, "Wow, hes really good at this". Soooooooo embarrassing.
When I'm done, in what seems like an eternity but is probably only 1 minute, I go back to my seat and the Female teacher has the most evil, maniacal laugh I've ever heard. I'm now convinced that the whole interpretive dance thing was her idea to start with.
However the best part of the day happened earlier when 2 little girls found out they could wrap me around their finger. They are probably the two cutest 3rd grade girls in the whole school. They saw me in the hallway, ran up to me and gave me the warmest hug ever, and said "Brian, Join us!!" In the cutest most sweetest voice ever. IN ENGLISH. That's probably the first time I've ever heard that since the 2 years I've been in Japan. Their homeroom teacher was with them and he asked "What does 'Join us' mean?" The girls didn't even have any Japanese accent when they said it. They said it in a perfectly little girl voice. Full of pleading and big puppy dog eyes. They didn't really care what we were doing, as long as we were doing something together. Wow. How can I say no to anything they ever ask me again? Good thing I'm not their dad. I spent my lunch recess with them.
This is my favorite school. I get to go back tomorrow. The sun will be out and I'll probably go swimming with the kids in the afternoon. That's always a trip. The boys think I am a perfect shining example of all that it manliness. That's because Japan is a land where growing a beard is near impossible and chest hair is thought to be only a legend. I'm like the Burt Reynolds of Japan. heh
Today was a rather special day, we had snow. The last time it snowed was 4 years ago. Didn't have my camera with me, sorry.
I woke up this morning and didn't have time to check the weather forecast like I usually do, so I just opened my window... and everything was pure white. My first reaction was "Crap, gonna make getting to school a pain in the ass". It looked to be barely coating the ground, not enough to play in. Seemed like it might melt fast too.
The drive to school was relatively easy, the roads were not icy and had very little traffic. I was surprised to see that the snow was about an inch deep, and didn't seem to be melting immediately. I also saw some kids playing in the snow on the playground when I arrived. After I settled in and greeted all the teachers I had about 10 minutes to kill before class. I figured I would go outside to lob a few snowballs at the kids. I do a survey every winter for my Christmas class, and probably only about half of all the kids in my city have ever played in or seen snow.
I stepped out of the back door to the teachers room, and saw a few boys lobbing snow balls at each other. They obviously had not done this before, because they were just throwing powder at each other. They said "Hello" to me, I ignored them. I was too busy scooping up snow and packing it tight. I let loose at the most energetic kid, who was about 70 feet away. Now, normally when I throw stuff at them I never use full power. But this is snow right? It's not gonna hurt. Much. The thing went flying past his head and hit the brick wall with a loud "THUCK". The look he gave me was the coolest thing I have ever received. It was a mix of the fear of death and profound awe. The dude thought I had the pitching arm of god, and I was trying to smite him with it. While he was still in shock I sent another one flying. His eyes went even wider as this one flew past him with another "THUCK". I was laughing hysterically while packing another one. At this point he said "Hes laughing... this is dangerous!!!"
At this point I realized I could have way more fun. There were only a few kids out the back door to pelt, but if i went through the front entrance and changed into my outdoor shoes, I could run to the playground where I saw dozens of kids playing. Sweet. So off I went. I could barely contain my excitement from the thought of owning these kids. POOOF. HAH, In your FACE, little 10yo boy. OWNED.
I had arrived. I scooped up a handful of ammo and lobbed of a warning shot in between a group of kids as my greeting. I heard a few kids say hello and all the kids were super excited to see me. One kid said "Yay, the cool adult is going to play with us." I picked up a snowball and then launched it at a group of kids.... things get a little blurry after this. Turns out when your the coolest adult these kids know, Everybody wants to have a snowball fight with you. After 30 seconds of being wailed on I had to sprint back to the teachers room in full retreat. There was at least 50 kids chasing me, and if I had stayed I'm sure the whole playground, which had at least 200 kids, would be attacking me.
Back at the teachers room, 1st period was starting soon and 2 6th grade boys came to escort me to class. When I arrived at the classroom I asked the teacher jokingly if we could have a snowball fight instead of class. To my surprise, and elation, he said yes. So for the first hour of my day, instead of teaching English, I ran around having a snowball fight with 30 of the happiest kids ever. I wasn't expecting to do it for 2nd period also, but the teacher thought it would be unfair to the students if they didn't get to have a snowball fight also. I agreed, in theory anyway, so we held 2nd period outside also. The only problem was, most of the snow was melting away. So instead of just snow, it was also a sand, mud, and ice ball fight. And at this point I was extremely exhausted and couldn't escape from these kids. So 2nd period was me trying to escape a group of 10ish girls who would not relent in their efforts to have me covered in dirty snow. Too bad by 3rd and 4th period there wasn't any snow left. It was snowing most of the day actually, but it'd melt the second it hit the ground.
So my 2nd day back will probably be the best working day of the year. I also can't move a muscle and ache all over. Doing no exercise for 3 weeks and doing nothing but eating did not prepare me for this. Or maybe it did, I just weighed myself and have already lost 2 of the 5 pounds I gained while being back home. I've only been in Japan 3 days! I'm going to have to go on an all chocolate diet so I don't loose too much weight this winter like last winter.
