Well now what to talk about? How about a brief update on affairs dealing with Jeff? To start, Jeff loves his job more than anything in the world (pretty sappy stuff) and for the first time in his life he is excited to wake up in the morning...every morning. Out of bed after 7:00 he runs down into the country for some exploration. Then he heads to school a bit after 8:20 to get ready for the day. At nine the 185 cm foreigner meanders outside to play with kids. Originally, this meant running around playing japanese tag, Onigokko (which translates to make believe demon). However, the 23 year old finds himself lifting children for around twenty minutes then teaching a couple of new soccer moves then lifting more kids. As we all know Jeff is quite the strong/muscular man right...?
At ten blondy heads back inside to either do some lesson planning or study japanese. Most of the time, studying is the name of the game. As for teaching, he just completed teaching "simon says" and body parts/clothing items. Most of the time Jeff Sensei goes early to play with the kids (generally throwing them in the air or chasing after them or being climbed like Fujisan) and teach a "word of the day". So far most of the children's choice have involved an insect or food item. How many american five year olds know what a helmet beetle or stag beetle is?
When asked to divulge his classroom secrets Mr. Noethlich punched our reporter in the face. Later our reporter did recieve a golden ticket of wonderous things. After class Jeff heads back to the teacher's room for more planning and bragging about how smart his kids are.
Once the bicycle trek home is completed, he...Ok that is enough of the third person. When I finally return home I throw my satchel down turn on some music and start studying for around an hour. Then dinner time. The norm: jazz & a news radio progam, curry, some stir fry improv, various kinds of tea, and lots of fresh veggies. By the way, no one Ok'd it with me that meat should cost more than my salary darn you import duties.
The rest of the night is spent with my best friend (a canon electronic dictionary) and my girlfriend (a textbook named japanese and the art of communication). Its surprising but it never feels like anyone is the third wheel. Perhaps we are just a mere tricycle but you need to start somewhere.
Weekends have been spent out in Tokyo for the most part. We have had a lot of visitors lately so its been a bit on the busy side. I have been going to a very nice jazz club called the Jazz Bird in Harajuku. Well I need to get back to homework for lessons tomorrow.