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I'm sitting in a book store / cafe in the extremely over-priced Roppongi Hills neighborhood. I'm in Tokyo, once the most expensive city in the world but am relieved London has taken over that prestigious position. I'm fine not being at the top of that list anymore. One apple is still $2.50 but going out to eat, especially lunch, is not so bad.
I got lucky today and got a table by the window. There are pigeons strutting under the tables outside. Japanese are so neat that there is nothing for them to eat I'm afraid. If it weren't for the buildings across the street I might be able to see where I work. On top of the building which is a Maserati car dealership there is a huge sign advertising the Blue Man Group. Wasn't this group really popular once upon a time? Well, we are a little slow here. Even a Hollywood movie takes at least six months before it will be shown. Not only do they want to make sure it's a hit, they also want the leading actors to come all the way to Japan for a press conferences. You can watch extensive interviews with the most popular Hollywood actors. It's how I often spend my Sunday afternoons!
Anyway, back to sitting in the cafe in Roppongi Hills. On my table are three books and a Chai Tea Latte-Grande. One book is called "Italian, Beyond The Basics" I'm not sure why I think I
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If you don't know me and have for some reason read this far, you are probably wondering what I'm up to. Why am I in this expensive neighborhood in Tokyo studying Italian, looking at Tuscany guide books and trying to get the "Courage to Teach". Here's the answer. I'm in my 20th year of teaching in Japan, my school granted me a year sabbatical and so I chose to live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world-Florence. You may think it strange that I chose Italy-since I AM an English teacher in Japan. How could I possibly justify going to Italy? Will it benefit my school or my students? My answer:
1. I want to put myself in my students' shoes. How do they feel when I am in front of them speaking English?
2. I want to watch good teachers teach.
It's easy to be in a bubble in Japan where cleaning your homeroom is more important than the classes themselves. There is little or not training of teachers in Japan. It's the responsibility of the teacher to simply make sure the students get the information. It's not their responsibility to make the class interesting or to motivate the student. Many students just sleep their way through their education. (A sleeping student doesn't disturb the class, after all!) Student teachers actually student teach for a total of three weeks. I remember student teaching for 6
months! I never want to be critical of how things are done outside my own country of birth but Japanese students are bored , passive and have few if any dreams. You can read more in the book "Shutting Out The Sun, How Japan created it's own Lost Generation." by Michael Zielenziger. You will be completely blown over by this book. I live here and I was deeply affected.
It's easy to be in a bubble in Japan where cleaning your homeroom is more important than the classes themselves. There is little or not training of teachers in Japan. It's the responsibility of the teacher to simply make sure the students get the information. It's not their responsibility to make the class interesting or to motivate the student. Many students just sleep their way through their education. (A sleeping student doesn't disturb the class, after all!) Student teachers actually student teach for a total of three weeks. I remember student teaching for 6
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3. I will be taking courses on-line. I'm taking one already called "Compassionate Teaching". Definitely a course Japan needs.
Enough! I'm sure only my parents have made it this far. Well, I've started my Italy blog. I hope some of you will check in from time to time to see how
I'm doing. Our (I am going with my partner)
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We will arrive in our new home, Firenze, May 1st. No, we are not taking the slow boat to Italy. We will be flying to Paris then on to a week retreat in Taize, France. (More on that later.) Then we are going up to Holland to spend a week in the tulip fields. It has always been my dream to do that. I'm Dutch.
I have no idea where this blog is going. I've brainstormed hours on how to make this blog
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people in this world seem to have a blog. Maybe it doesn't need to be unique. Maybe it just needs to be from the heart. Ooh, that's a scary
thought.
As I look out the window of my expensive Roppongi Hills cafe I'm
encouraged by the "Blue Man Group" advertisement. It's a picture
of a blue man in front of stunning mountains with his arms stretched out to the sky holding xylophone maillots. He's ready for anything and so am I!
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