Wednesday, 30 October 2013

Wear Me Out

So, just how many ways are there of saying "wear" in Japanese?  Well, allow me to illustrate, with a little help from "cool guy"*.  

*Please note that I cannot draw shoes.  And notice the legacy badge and odd socks, showing this guy is totally into supporting his community.  He is also wearing blush, for the sake of illustration.  What a trooper.


Okay, here we go:



So what's the answer then?  Nine.  There are at least 9 words in Japanese for the English verb "to wear".  Is there any wonder why I'm having trouble keeping up?

Saturday, 19 October 2013

Wonderful Life


“One human life is as precious as a million lives, for each is infinite in value.” - Rabbi Immanuel Jakobovits.

“We’re all human, aren’t we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.” – J.K. Rowling, author.

"Society professes reverence for human life. We weep for those who die, pray and work for those whose lives are in jeopardy. For years I have labored with other doctors here and abroad, struggling to prolong life. It is impossible to describe the grief a physician feels when the life of a patient is lost. Can anyone imagine how we feel when life is destroyed at its roots, as though it were a thing of naught?" - Russell M. Nelson, former surgeon and medical researcher.

"In times past we have looked upon a person who saves another human life as a great hero; yet now we have come to a time when the taking of an unborn human life for non-medical reasons has become tolerated, made legal, and accepted in many countries of the world. But making it legal to destroy newly conceived life will never make it right. It is consummately wrong." - James E. Faust, former attorney.

"Some say, as did the Supreme Court of the United States, that it is only a theory that human life is present from conception. This is contrary to insurmountable medical evidence."  - James E. Faust.

"Approximately twenty-two days after the two cells have united, a little heart begins to beat. At twenty-six days the circulation of blood begins." - Russell M. Nelson.

“I am deeply troubled by my own increasing certainty that I had in fact presided over 60,000 deaths. There is no longer serious doubt in my mind that human life exists within the womb from the very onset of pregnancy.” - Dr. Bernard N. Nathanson, former director of the first and largest abortion clinic in the western world.

"If one is to be deprived of life because of potential for developing physical problems, consistency would dictate that those who already have such deficiencies should likewise be terminated. Continuing, then, those who are either infirm, incompetent, or inconvenient should be eliminated by those in power. Such irreverence for life is unthinkable! - Russell M. Nelson.

"Some justify abortions because the unborn may have been exposed to drugs or disease and may have birth defects. Where in all the world is the physically or mentally perfect man or woman? Is life not worth living unless it is free of handicaps? Experience in working with handicapped children would suggest that human nature frequently rises above its impediments." - James E. Faust.

“Every argument that can be made for aborting a fetus can also be made for killing the same fetus once it is born,” -  Professor R. Paul Ramsey of Princeton University.

“An abortion is never commonplace, for the world holds no heartbreak like the death of innocence. Whenever and wherever it occurs, we all suffer another loss from that little which sustains us and holds us together. It is the degradation of humanity. It is fulness emptied, innocence defiled, song unfinished, beauty discarded, hope unsprung." - Dr. Henry G. Armitage, Jr.

"The great medical profession, for which I have such great respect, that for centuries has been committed to the preservation of life under the cardinal principles of treatment—“do no harm” and “protect life”—now finds itself destroying almost a million unborn children a year in the United States alone. Each of these, because of tiny chromosomal differences, would have been different from any other person born in the world. How many with special gifts like unto Moses, Leonardo da Vinci, and Abraham Lincoln might have been among them?" - James E. Faust.

"Consider [this] individual weighing the consequences of her pregnancy. She was beyond the normal age for bearing children. She announced to her doctor that her husband was an alcoholic with a syphilitic infection. One of her children had been born dead. Another child was blind. Another had tuberculosis. Her family had a history of deafness. Finally she confessed that she was living in abject poverty. If this true historical situation were posed today, many would recommend abortion. The child born from that pregnancy became the renowned composer Ludwig van Beethoven." - Russell M. Nelson.

"Social, educational, financial, and personal considerations alone do not outweigh the value of the life that is in the fetus.  These considerations by themselves may properly lead to the decision to place the baby for adoption after its birth, but not to end its existence in utero." - Anon. (from a letter received by Dallin H. Oaks, former US Supreme Court Justice.)

"Why destroy a life that could bring such joy to others?" - Russell M. Nelson.

"One of the most evil myths of our day is that a woman who has joined hands with God in creation can destroy that creation because she claims the right to control her own body. Since the life within her is not her own, how can she justify its termination?" - James E. Faust.

"The woman’s choice for her own body does not validate choice for the body of another. The expression “terminate the pregnancy” applies literally only to the woman. The consequence of terminating the fetus therein involves the body and very life of another. These two individuals have separate brains, separate hearts, and separate circulatory systems. To pretend that there is no child and no life there is to deny reality." - Russell M. Nelson.

“If it seems more horrible to kill a man in his own house than in a field, because a man’s house is his place of most secure refuge, it ought surely to be deemed more atrocious to destroy a fetus in the womb before it has come to light." - John Calvin.

 "Another contention raised is that a woman is free to choose what she does with her own body. To a certain extent this is true for all of us. We are free to think. We are free to plan. And then we are free to do. But once an action has been taken, we are never free from its consequences. Those considering abortion have already exercised certain choices.
   To clarify this concept, we can learn from the astronaut. Any time during the selection process, planning, and preparation, he is free to withdraw. But once the powerful rocket fuel is ignited, he is no longer free to choose. Now he is bound by the consequences of his choice. Even if difficulties develop and he might wish otherwise, the choice made was sealed by action.
   So it is with those who would tamper with the God-given power of procreation. They are free to think and plan otherwise, but their choice is sealed by action" - Russell M. Nelson.

“This is one of the most despicable of all sins—to destroy an unborn child to save one from embarrassment or to save one’s face or comfort.” - Spencer W. Kimball.

"More than 95 percent of the millions of abortions performed each year extinguish the life of a fetus conceived by consensual relations. Thus the effect in over 95 percent of abortions is not to vindicate choice but to avoid its consequences." - Dallin H. Oaks, former US Supreme Court Justice.

“Abortion itself is a potential source of psychiatric illness and a basis for mental breakdown. For this reason there should be no psychiatric grounds for abortion." - Dr. Victor Calef.

"We must stand up for the right choice. Those who persist in refusing to think beyond slogans and sound bites like 'pro-choice' wander from the goals they pretend to espouse and wind up giving their support to results they might not support if those results were presented without disguise." - Dallin H. Oaks.

“I’ve noticed that everyone who is for abortion has already been born.” – Ronald Reagan, former US president.


Thursday, 17 October 2013

Standby Me

First, here's some theme music to listen to whilst you read this post:


This morning I had yet another morning standby stint for work.  


Last time, through a bit of positive (and realistic) thinking, I made a small break-through in coping with this experience, basically lessening the anxiety aspect.  My goals this time were:
*  No complaining;  and
*  Just accept and prepare for the fact I will be sent out.


I'm happy to say I achieved my goal!  I had told myself I would be sent out, in fact I would be sent out first (as usual), and it would be an elementary school with 5-6 classes.  With this in mind, I had reviewed and studied elementary school lesson plans and consolidation activities, as I still run out of ideas quickly when put on the spot.  And I thus told myself it would be okay.


But actually.......*drumroll please*.........







I got sent out THIRD!  AND I lasted in the office until 8am!  That's the longest I've survived the sudden-death game that is Morning Standby.   I couldn't believe it.  Seems my luck may finally be changing!

The second bit of good news is I got sent to a Junior High School!  Yay!  I think the morning standby staff are trying to be a little merciful to me in the fact that if they know they have a JHS assignment they'll give it to me first, as that's my area of expertise (technically I was sent out third, but it seems they received all 3 assignments at the same time).  I was pretty happy with that!

So I was given all the lesson plan papers, and the maps and the train directions (4 trains to get to my assignment).  I was told the first period lesson would have to cut as I wouldn't be able to be there in time, and that the teacher at the school was apparently a bit upset or angry about that.  (Apparently no one had informed them the teleportation machine has not  yet been invented.)

When I got to the school though, I found no angry people, which was great.  I taught 3 lessons during the day, and with a combination of Interac's lesson plans, preparation time during the remainder of 1st period, and collaboration with the Japanese teachers, they all went pretty smoothly.  The two teachers I worked with were very nice and helpful.  The class sizes were quite small (especially compared to the usual classes of 38ish students at my schools).  And the students were, as usual, funny and easy to work with.  Japanese teenagers?  I got it down.  Like a boss.  Many were excited to talk to me, even outside of class (including a couple of girls very excited to hear I knew of Justin Bieber). 

The students had fun asking me questions after my self-introductions, including one 9th grade boy who asked (with the help of the teacher, funnily) "Can I be your boyfriend?"  I told him sorry, I'm 29 and I need an older guy!  He was a little disappointed.  "Just one day?"  Nope, I don't do 'one day' - sorry!  "One minute?" Nope!  It was funny.

Overall it was a relatively stress-free and pleasant experience.  The only unpleasant part, really, was when I got a toe-cramp mid lesson!  Ouchies!  Luckily I was facing the blackboard at the time, but my poor train drawing that was  in progress was consequently ruined due to my being in such pain!  Realising I had to hand out the worksheets next I tried not to show it in my face as I hobbled around, and thankfully it was short-lived!

And so, I have thus survived once again, and even progressed in my quest to overcome the bane of my existence as an ALT in Japan.  

Friday, 27 September 2013

What E'ver Thou Art, Act Well Thy Part

Okay, I've had an epiphany.  A really, really good one.

It relates to stress, and feelings of anxiety, and just coping with life.

And it all came from this quote:


Word on the street is it came from Shakespeare.  I'm sure it's had a thousand interpretations from it, but the one that came to me recently has been really profound to me.

I've already talked about my feelings regarding morning standby.  Not so happy.  Lots of stress and feelings of anxiety, as I wait to be thrust into the unknown.  Surrounded by lots of children, usually elementary school aged.


I've had some training on this kind of stuff, but not nearly enough to make me feel comfortable or like I know what I'm doing.  I basically just try to survive the day, without losing face.


So as I was preparing for yet another morning standby a few weeks ago, I recalled the above quote from a recent evening church meeting I had been to.  “What e’er thou art, act well thy part.” 

My first question as I pondered how I could apply this advice was “What is my part?”  Not necessarily what part I felt I was expected to play, but the part I could play.  What I am.  It says “What e’er thou art,” so, what am I? “Well,” I answered, “I’m a junior high school 'hakken' (team-teaching) assistant language teacher, with very little elementary school teaching experience, who has to substitute at very short notice for 'gyomu-itaku' (you're THE teacher) ALTs.”  Essentially I identified my limitations, among my abilities and strengths.  I recognised it’s okay to not be perfect or give a flawed performance.  This realisation was rather liberating.

So, instead of feeling like I had to be an amazing gyomu-itaku elementary school teacher on these assignments, and thus feeling an immense amount of pressure and stress, I decided that it didn’t matter if I was just a substitute-junior-high-school-hakken-ALT-with-very-little-elementary-school-teaching-experience.  But I determined that I would be the best substitute-junior-high-school-hakken-ALT-with-very-little-elementary-school-teaching-experience that I could be!  I would act well my part – the part that I can play.

The next morning I went to the office (very) early feeling a little more calm than usual.  In accordance with my own psychic predictions, I was the first ALT sent out.  To a gyomu-itaku elementary school.  I still wanted to cry as I took the pile of papers handed me and headed out the door, but as I traveled to my assignment I noticed that this time feeling of anxiety was gone.  No rapid breathing or shortness of breath.  Because I knew that even if I did fail due to my limitations, it would be okay.  Because I would have acted well my part.

Can this principle apply to you?  Is there something in your life that’s stressing you out, because you don’t feel quite adequate?  What are your limitations?  Perhaps you simply can’t get the grocery shopping done in 15 mins like some people, because you’re a mother with young children who slow things down a lot.  Perhaps you’re dealing with depression and find it hard enough to get out of bed, let alone achieve the many things on your to-do list. Heck, maybe you’re missing a limb!  What ever your limitations may be, just accept them for now.  Define who you are, and what your part is.  And then play that part the best you can. 

What e’er thou art, act well thy part.

Thursday, 26 September 2013

Did I pass the JLPT level 3?


You may have wondered why you didn't hear a big announcement about my Japanese Language Proficiency Test (JLPT) result.  Well, it's because I planned to announce it here on my very own blog!  And then I didn't.  Oops!   But in case you were wondering, here it is...

The actual test was sometimes easy and sometimes hard.  Especially the last listening section, yikes!  I couldn't really say whether I'd passed or failed, as my feelings were rather borderline.  

At last the time came when I could check my results on the internet.  Right before checking, I reminded myself that it's highly possible that I could have failed, and I knew that before I even took the test.

So, now the moment of truth...


Are you ready?

































I PASSED!!!!!!!!

When I read the word "Passed" I did a sort of evil laugh in triumph!  Mwahahahaha!! Take that, you spooty vocab and crazy kanji!  And insane natural speed, casual-style listening section!  I won, I won!!!!!


Here is a pretty certificate proving my awesomeness:



So, will I be daring enough to attempt the level 2 JLPT in December?


Yes.  Yes I will.

Thursday, 19 September 2013

Avast, mateys! It be Talk Like A Pirate Day, savvy!

Ahoy, ye landlubbers!  Today be September 19th and it be International Talk Like A Pirate Day.  I not be kiddin' yar.  If ye have not yet heard of ITLAPD, check out this link on t' Wikipedia.  As we all be knowin', if it be on Wikipedia, it be legit.  There also be an official ITLAPD website, for all yer piratey needs.

So, why should ye be talkin' like a pirate?  'Cause it be fun!!! I ain't be much good at it, arr, but I enjoy it nevertheless.

On this culturally enrichin' day, thar be a perrrfect way for ye to join in.  It be changin' yer Facebook language to "English (Pirate)".  If ye be a firrrst-timer, I'll show yar how!

First, ye be clickin' on the cog in the top right corner tharr, and click on "Account Settings".


Next, ye be clickin' on "Edit" next to "Language", and choose from th' drop-down box "English (Pirate)".  It be amazin' the many options there arr for English!


Arrrfter ye click "Save Changes", ye should be seein' results immediately:


Then ye just need ter do some explorin' and enjoy th' fine linguistic changes, which break th' monotony of th' averrrrage day!  This is what me personal page now be lookin' like:
Ye should be seein' gems, such as "Amend yer particulars" (update info), "Log o' adventures" (activity log), "Scour fer scallywags, islands or general thingies" (Search for people, places or things), "Arr!" (like), "Weigh in" (comment), "Blabber t' yer mates" (share), and "Me Hearties" (friends).

Even yer little pop-up boxes and notifications be much more interestin'!
Even th' simple things such as likin' a post be more excitin'!

If ye be worried about findin' yer way home after yer grand pirate adventure, fear not!  I be givin' ye th' treasure map now.  Click on that wee cog in th' top right corner again, and choose "Ye Ship's Rigging".

Then ye be clickin' "Mend th' sails", next to "Tongue", and choose ye yer preferrrred language, and seal th' deal with "Stow Changes".  


So, what say ye, yer scallywags!!  Will ye give it a real pirrrrate go?  Well, if ye don't at least give it a hearty try, I and th' crew be sending ye down to Davy Jones' locker!!  Arrrr!!!

If ye need some help shoutin' like a scurvy pirate, I also found 'tis great scurvy pirate translator! 

May yer day be entir'ly unmonotonous, and randomly entertainin'!  Well enough talkin' from me.....swab the deck, yar scallywags!!

Thursday, 5 September 2013

My Brilliant Day

First I will need to back-track.  Last night, I woke up from a much needed nap after work, and checked my emails.  There was one from work "reminding" me about my morning standby assignment the next day.  Morning standby is where we need to be at the office by 7am and sit and wait for those dreaded footsteps of someone coming in to tell you that you need to to go out for a substitute teaching assignment.  It's basically like a long game of Russian roulette - except there's a chance all of us could end up 'dead' before 10am.

"WHAT?!"  If I wasn't awake before, I was definitely awake now.  Well, long story short, I had not been informed I was doing morning standby that day, but I got assigned.  So I went to bed early-ish in the hope I wouldn't be too tired for the 4:30am start.  I spent the next 6 hours laying in bed...not exactly sleeping.  Not only was morning standby stressing me out, but also my two Elementary School substitute assignments next week, and a lot of other things.  

Well, when the time came I got up and got ready.  About 5 minutes before I planned to head out the door I heard that familiar sound of a sudden heavy downpour of rain, which had happened several times through the night.  "Of course," I thought.  "Why wouldn't there be torrential rain and potentially life threatening bolts of lighting on this lucky morning?"  (There had been a few KER-POWs which sound more deadly than the normal low rumble of thunder.)

I made it to the office on time with very wet shoes.   Luckily (and unluckily), one of my friends was also on morning standby.  I actually met her at my first morning standby when we had a lot of fun chatting and laughing.  Until I got called out.  Of course.  As for today, we had fun time again.  And then those dreaded footsteps came, and someone walked into the room holding a bunch of papers.  

"Mari-Anna?"  I knew it, I just knew it!  Always first to get called out.  (Okay, so once I was second...still, close enough!).  Out of 5 people, it was me.  Last to be called in, first to be sent out.

But, here my luck changed.  Because instead of receiving the usual Elementary School assignment, which I have very little experience in and requires a lot more work, causing me to stress out immensely, I was given a Junior High School assignment.  Yay!!  JHS is right up my alley, because that's what I do every day.  Also, the school wasn't too far, just a few stops over, which meant I didn't have a long commute back home at the end of the day.

As I was walking from the train station to the school, it started raining again.  Hard.  I managed to avoid the puddles mostly, but when I had to cross a road which sloped downhill, I found myself facing a "river" of water running down it.  So I walked through the river.  Then found I needed to walk down that footpath on the side of that road - with the flowing river.  By now it was clear my feet and shoes would not have a spec of dry left.  So I walked down the river, got to a "valley" in the road, only to find I need to walk up the next hill which also had a river of water flowing down it in the opposite direction.  Suffice it to say my shoes and even my skirt were very wet by now.

The school I was assigned to was in Shinjuku.  Judging by this school, I am guessing that Shinjuku is kind of a rich area.  Either that or they have much more funding.  This school looked very shiny and new.  The floor boards were polished to perfection.  The shoe locker doors were made of glass, not wood.  It even had an elevator!  And the classrooms had whiteboards...and projectors!  I know for a lot of us the whiteboard has been around since our primary school days, but in Japan, every single school I had been to was still using a blackboard.  Until now.  Fannncy!  Also they had an actual running track outside, instead of the usual dirt/sand mixture.

The day went pretty well.  I taught 6 half-lessons, most of them were just my own self-introduction with lots of pictures of Australian animals, food and sport.  I love doing the self introduction because I get to talk about my two favourite topics:  Me and Australia!  I always have a lot of fun, and these students responded really well.  Despite there being a mix of different personalities, I've found for the most part JHS students are essentially "the same" every school I've been.  Which means I can feel at home no matter where I go.  This is why it was such a blessing to be sent to a JHS today.

There have been a lot of other blessings too.  My friend didn't get sent out today - lucky her!  My skirt had dried out by the end of the day and the sun was shining.  I found some (English) calligraphy pens which I had been searching for everywhere, at a shop nearby.  I was able to go for some post-work-stress-relief karaoke near the station, as I was hoping to do, and had a glorious time.  And some bad news I was anticipating actually turned out to be good news.  

It's funny how a bad day can turn into a good day :)