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Tuesday, February 16th, 2010 02:30 pm
Japan is one of the many world cultures which participates in the Zodiac system where a different animal is designated for a different year. Every 12 years the cycle repeats - I am a Tiger...which is fortunate because being the rat or the sheep is just too depressing. The only one-upping of myself I could have done would be if I had been the year of the dragon. (Damn.)

These animals are really important to the Japanese. My textbook even said Japanese people will be impressed if you tell them what animal you are when you introduce yourself - though that's a bit melodramatic for me. I don't know my blood type either, which very much upsets my superstitious high school students. Major Steph-Japan-Clash-Fail

They also advise you don't start any major projects during "your year" of the twelve year cycle, lest you invite major sickness or failure. This is the year of the tiger, so it's my year, but I'm excited anyway. I feel like it ought to be a source of power, not a source of hesitation. Besides, I don't believe in such things, so I say, "Go get 'em, Tiger."

As I write this, I'm gearing up to embark on an epic writing project with my dear friend Raymond. Details coming soon...in spite of everything I've experienced and have yet to experience, my own writing may be the most heinous thing produced during my time here in Japan! >:D
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Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010 02:43 pm
The title is my week in weather speak.

The weekend was great. Spent Friday with the girls, enjoyed my weekend, and busted my ass on the Impending Speech of Doom (but in a pleasant way). Batman showed up at my door at 4 PM on Saturday because he'd spent 6 hours rewriting my speech for me and wanted to get it to me as early as possible. This just melted my heart! He works so hard for me, he'll help me with anything, and he always tells things like they are (which is a refreshing break from Japanese fascades). Sunday was passed pleasantly absorbed in the holgram of my American life, via friends and photos and powerpoint projects. Though life is usually pretty great here, things like that feel almost like rapture. I know a little homesickness is good for a person in the long run, and it means it'll all be that much sweeter when I get back.

Then Monday morning struck. I woke up sick (terrible timing) and my computer wouldn't start again (terrible, terrible, terrible timing!). It couldn't have waited two days?? I ended up having to waste most of the day freaking out and rewriting my lesson plans instead of practicing my speech. I could've used another week! I canceled my English conversation class for Tuesday, which was a welcome stress relief and something I ought to do more often, but I was pretty pissed to think I'd lost the powerpoint I'd worked so hard on.

Fortunately at the end of the day, glowing with fever, I got the computer started and was able to back up all my work. My new plan is just not to shut down the computer. Ever. At least until I decide whether to buy a mac or to just send it in and borrow a computer (I've had several offers from people with extra computers this time around, so thank god!). I was further shocked to find, after practicing my speech, it's an hour and fifteen minutes too long! Whhhaaat?? I thought I'd be stretching it at 20 minutes and now it's almost 2 hours! That's without taking powerpoint breaks!

I had to cut a ton out. I also ended up having to read the speech from the page because it was just too difficult, but in the end the computer held out. Today I woke up early, I suited up, I taught 2 classes, I pounded cold meds, I walked across town, I ate an awkward lunch with a room full of 50 year old men, I gave the powerpoint, they gave me presents, and I came back. All that work and now it's over. I'm kind of glad I wasn't able to put any more time into it, they were formal and gracious but not overly rewarding. It didn't feel as good as giving a new lesson to my students, or talking to a room full of parents about how to practice English with their kids, or teaching other JETs how to teach pronunciation. It felt like a bunch of rich people with nothing else to do but create their own rules and traditions. Still, I'd do it again, for all the other good that came from it.

Here I sit, in the rainbow after the storm. I learned a lot from writing and reading so much Japanese, and Batman is that much closer to adopting me into his family because of all the QT it gave us lol

The winds will pick up again, since there's a lot coming, but most of it is pure fun stuff. There's a few festivals this weekend, as well as some more traveling and Jonno's visit at the end of the month. It'll take some energy, but all the good kind. I've survived the most ominous thing I've had to do all year, and I was hardly nervous at all. This is the girl that got nervous having to call acquaintances on the phone. This is the girl that wrote a script when scheduling appointments. Can you believe I just walked into a room of rich old men under the motto, "I'm me. My Japanese is so-so, but I'm trying my best so no matter what happens - deal with it." I can't believe how much I've grown as a person since coming to Japan. It's a process that started in my last 2 years at UW, and for as long as I live, I'm going to keep it going.

Melodrama aside, I should have been a business woman. I love wearing suits. I love wearing suits almost as much as I love men who wear suits. If I had one weakness, it would be a man in a well-fitted suit. None of that, "this looks like I borrowed it from my dad" crap. You should wear your suit, it shouldn't wear you. And people OUGHT to wear suits, because there's no excuse not to look so awesome.

On another light topic, this morning I saw a most adorable cartoon on the news. It was of Kim Jong Il blowing up the U.S. and Japan, but he kind of resembled a cabbage patch doll. Only in Japan, ne.
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Thursday, January 28th, 2010 12:16 pm
For the last few days I had quite a slump, but now that I’m feeling more and more grown up in my work and more productive at home things are getting better. Yesterday kind of got off to a rocky start. I forgot to set my alarm and I woke up 5 minutes before I was supposed to be in class. I ran to school and ended up being about 20 minutes late to class, but the teacher hadn’t even told anyone and in the end I think the only people who noticed were him and Batman (because in a frenzy I asked Batman for advice on what to do now that I was late). Apparently there are no repercussions, because everybody likes me so much lol

The Speech of Impending Doom is coming up yet, but I’m really enjoying making the powerpoint. It’s a lot of work, but the more work I put into it the more pictures I have to talk about. It’s nice to have desk work again for a change. I have a lot to do but I’m a lot less stressed than I’d been all week prior to today.

Let me say, I love Wisconsin. Looking at this powerpoint, I’m proud of my home. I miss it, I can’t wait to visit it again, and I relish all of its bounty – cheese, forests, lakes, vegetables, sitting on the shore in the grass. As cliché as those things seem to be, and as typical as they sound to a Wisconsinite, they’re really nice things to be surrounded by and you don’t realize it until you’re not surrounded by them.

I would KILL for a cheese platter right now (I’d kill two people for it if there was a sausage row included). All the years I passed them by on buffet tables, going for the exotic and gourmet, and now nothing sounds better than colbyjack on a cracker. I actually had to take breaks from my powerpoint this morning because the food was taunting me.

Being in Japan has really helped put Wisconsin and my personal culture into perspective. If you are someone who feels so blended into mainstream culture that you think you are cultureless – you need to go abroad. I always felt like my white, working-class, “Christian,” heterosexual existence gave me a little of a culture wash-out. I always knew that wasn’t really true, and yet I didn’t really believe it until now.

I have three points to make in this vein.
1) I like American culture. I didn’t think I did, but I really do. Underneath the materialism, the selfishness, and the fat, there are good things. And let’s face it, the materialism and fat come from a good place too – a desire to live well, to laugh and eat and enjoy life with the people around us. Overindulgence is troublesome, but I’d rather be a jovial and bountiful culture or an emaciated or bland one any day. Of course, there are a million and one wonderful things underneath these three points that I’d taken for granted up until now. I don’t think I need to itemize the list though, considering it’s what half of my blog is about.

2) Thinking about the grander scheme of American culture and trying to make sweeping generalizations about America in order to satisfy the Japanese folks who ask me questions, I’ve realized that nothing is as straightforward as it seems. We all have our own cultures within our families, and I adore mine. We have a good thing going, partially because of where we’re from and what we do, but mostly because of who we are.

3) Wisconsin culture is natural and wonderful and it really sets us apart. It’s largely the same for most Midwesterners, but I’d be born and raised in the Midwest again given the choice. It’s downright charming and I feel like we have nature but also enough civilization and accomplishments that we don’t have to be ashamed for being country folks. We are the Forward state, even if sometimes forward means forward by canoe or forward into a field of corn shaped like a maze.

While I see a lot of travel, maybe a few more stints abroad and graduate school out-of-state, I view Wisconsin as my base and I think it always will be.

I’m very much looking forward to my summer trip home when I will attend the Farmer’s Market in Madison, eat outside in my backyard, and wear cute strappy summer dresses and big sunglasses – all things I can’t really do here, even in the summer.
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Thursday, January 28th, 2010 12:00 pm
I’ve been writing so much Japanese on account of my Impending Speech of Doom that I’ve taken to spelling “America” as “Amerika” because the k-input is needed to spell America properly in Japanese katakana.

Speaking of the ISoD, I’ve finally finished writing it. I’ve barely started the powerpoint but I have some pictures arranged. I should have had it finished a week ago. Practice is going to be a bitch. I’ll probably just end up reading most of it. If I’m lucky, Batman can help me edit it by the end of tomorrow, but I’m kind of embarrassed to remind him about it. Pray for me.

With every class that passes my students like me a little more, I can tell by the atmosphere in the halls after I've taught another week of class. It’s a nice feeling! Unfortunately, for the first time my class time has been commandeered for the sake of the lesson. Usually I get free reign and I elect to run it alongside the same themes and grammar points as what they’re learning in their regular English class, but this week the teacher in charge of the second year students told me that he wanted me to just do the same lesson. I think maybe they fell behind and that’s why this is happening.

This sucks because it’s not fun for the students and it doesn’t help any of my goals for them. I also don’t want the teachers to get into the habit of using their classroom time with me this way. The lessons just aren’t good. They spend entire class periods just memorizing the text, which doesn’t help the students at all because they don’t think about the meaning enough to actually retain things from the memorization. They learn nothing. It’s boring, so makes them hate English. It makes them feel like class is useless. Even if the most saintly of students fabricate a use for such lessons to make class feel worthwhile, it doesn’t actually help them learn or speak English. In the end such a method is just setting the students up for frustration. Teach them some grammar or something at least! If you’re going to bore them, you should do it in a way that’s remotely productive!

I hope the kids don’t think I had anything to do with this week’s lesson ideas. I tried to spice it up by teaching them some new phrases at the end of class, but they didn’t really understand the application of, “It’s on like Donkey Kong.” lol
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Friday, January 15th, 2010 03:41 pm
Lately I’ve been getting really excited about academia. This is good, because it means graduate school might not be as big of a jump as I thought. Even better, I’ve taken to researching graduate schools when I need a pick-me-up, which is something I should probably be doing now anyway.

While doing Google searches for “Differences Between Japan and America,” as inspiration for writing the Impending Speech of Doom, I’ve turned up some pretty interesting articles. Many of them don’t pertain to my speech at all, but I read them anyway. When you combine this with all the desire for academia pumping through my veins, you get what you’re seeing now, some scholarly reviews of the research journals I read. At least it’s academically focused, which is a nice change from the daily life and random ramblings I’ve been doing in the blog as of late.

The first article I read was about was a study on the difficulties of academic writing in Japanese, especially from the vantage points of non-native speakers of Japanese. My only regret is that I can’t find the article anymore in order to link it. Nevertheless, I’ll talk about it because it was neat.

The article only researched other Southeast Asian students learning Japanese, so it really spoke to me more as an educator of a language than as a student of Japanese. The researchers claimed that the difficulties of scholarly writing in Japanese stem from the fact that overall Japanese academic writing is just not common. Sometimes elementary school students are expected to write book reports, but after that all of the focus in the Japanese education system is on preparing students for entrance exams to higher levels of education (high school, university, etc). As a result, there’s very little standardization or guideline for academic writing in Japanese. (Or verbal English, for that matter, but that’s a personal woe unrelated to the article).

The researchers interviewed a handful of students and teachers (not a great sample size) to gage their experiences and they found that close to 90% of primary subject courses had only multiple choice test-style assessment. Out of the 10% of classes that did include an essay component, the number of essays written per class was very low. Furthermore, very few of these essays were analytical at all, as most of them explained a problem or recorded oral presentations. Only about 1 out of 14 was analytical.

Even more detrimental is the fact that, there’s little critical or logical thinking in a Japanese classroom to begin with. Most of the classes are taught in a classic lecture-style, teacher-centered, education model. This leaves little room for analytical thinking, let alone analytical writing. Apparently this is also the case in China, Korea, and other Southeast Asian countries.

As if the lack of academic writing history wasn’t enough, teachers who want to teach a primary subject through essay writing find several more obstacles. For example, Japan’s infamously large class sizes aren’t conducive to writing assignments. Thus, a surge in essay writing doesn’t seem to be on the horizon.

Coming back to the students learning Japanese as a second language, this creates a problem for when they actually do write analytical essays. Exchange students claim to have five major gripes with writing assignments in Japan,
1) Insufficient Japanese reading skills for research prior to assignment,
2) Inadequate vocabulary and lack of proficiency with written Japanese,
3) Lack of clarity in the requirements of the assignments,
4) Lack of academic writing experience, and
5) Insufficient cognitive skills for developing arguments.

Some of these problems, such as limited reading and vocabulary skills, are basic problems one encounters when learning a new language and they can’t really be avoided. These problems are the same as the language problems one encounters in an ESL program. Others gripes, like the lack of academic writing experience, are more cultural than anything else, so they even afflict the native Japanese students.

The article says that never having encountered academic writing in one’s native language is the most damaging thing for writing in a second language. Students just don’t have the cognitive ability they need for analysis.

The problem is exacerbated for non-native speakers by the fact that classes are so big, and students in the study often said that as a result of class size little feedback was given about how their writing was scored and they didn't feel like they could ask questions either. To make matters worse, students admitted to regularly copying entire chunks of text from books and websites - and without citation. This proposes a serious problem for students writing in America, whether they realize it or not.

Aside: this makes me wonder what the plagiarism standards are in other countries if this kind of behavior creeps out at all.

Since most of these problems are attributed to passive learning styles and an emphasis on memorization, I also wonder what it's like for these students when they go to American schools. Is this analytical culture something they notice and consciously address when they arrive? Or do they naturally adjust? Or do they just get frustrated? Or perhaps, since academic writing is such a priority for us, we don’t give them the opportunity to struggle because we’ve been challenging them to keep up with our writing since they first started to learn English.

In the end, I suppose that many of these problems aren’t really an issue in ESL classrooms as thoughtful as the ones I’ve worked with in the past. Clarity is something we focused on heavily, always repeating instructions multiple times and always handing out rubrics outlining what we’re looking for in essays. Still, it makes me wonder how these problems will manifest themselves in my future ESL career, considering this experience problem is highly documented in Korean, Chinese, and Japanese students, all of which have a close exchange relationship with the U.S.

Though it’s probably not so simple, I do have some recommendations for easy first steps toward solving the academic writing dilemma:
1) have specific conversations on integrating information from sources so that researching is not as overwhelming,
2) proactively teach proper citation so that students can use it as a tool for writing (which will also avoid trouble),
3) reduce class size as often as possible, and if not possible, enact special office hours or study groups for support,
4) teach academic writing as a way of life, rather than as another example of the target language or a way of getting from point A to point B in a primary subject course. That makes the whole process more feasible and less abstract.

You can’t magically make students fluent in Japanese and you can’t retroactively give them back the missing academic writing from the previous 13 years of their educations, but at the very least it prevents them from making very grave errors like plagiarism. Of course, a catch-all solution for the four things mentioned above is to start exchange students off in an intensive language program (which my alma mater actually does), so that students can start their education in a small group in which they can network and get much-needed assistance while learning essential skills of language and university culture via classes directed at people in their same situations. After passing this, they can be mainstreamed into regular university work where academic writing in the target language no longer a problem. Sure it takes time, but take a few more classes, because a wordsmith, and have a successful university career. Even if you can keep up in the topic, what good is it really if the medium thwarts you? Though really, it’s still the education system’s problem, not the student’s. As teachers we have a responsibility for the success of our pupils and if an intensive language program isn’t available, you’d better thing of a smaller scale solution to fix the problem.

The interesting thing is that the same aforementioned pedagogical solutions for non-native speakers and their writing woes can also be used to fix the writing problems in native Japanese writers. I’m beginning to think that well-designed “Freshman Composition” classes for native speakers of English are not as trivial as people think they are. Granted, our students have a lot more experience in academic writing from high school. I’d have to see some data.

Turning to a different sample of students in the context of this study, no Westerners learning Japanese were included in the research. While it’s interesting to see how students from similarly debilitating cultural backgrounds are affected by this problem, it would also be interesting to compare the success rates of students in the same system but with advantageous native backgrounds. The data in the crossover between such Westerners and the people in this study would be useful for drawing conclusions, considering the aggressive history of analytical thinking and academic writing in American schools.

Well, provided this research is true, I'm pretty glad I have the experience of academic writing in my native language, since I’m working on an academically written version of the Impending Speech of Doom in Japanese right now. Also, what up! This was four pages of analysis. I’m pretty sure that means I just wrote a term paper for fun.
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Tuesday, January 12th, 2010 11:21 am
Oh shit. I woke up this morning realizing I haven't thought at all about the lesson I have to teach to my beginner's conversation group tonight and I've only got a few ideas for a speech I need to have written and edited in Japanese by Friday (memorizing will take the month after that). All this, plus tomorrow is our teacher's physical health check, Friday I teach the advanced conversation group, and next week I start back in regularly on classes. That and today is already Tuesday because yesterday I had off from work for Coming of Age Day. Of course, I also have a slew of odds and ends to wrap up, some more fun than others, plus a whole different slew of things I've had on the to-do list for a while and the longer I go without doing them the more embarassing it is (such as finding a new textbook for our first year students).

This weekend I resolved to study an hour of Japanese every day and an hour of GRE pre-work every day. I've since decided that this will not begin today, since the speech is of dire importance.

My newfound resolve is inspiring, though. I even did a rather productive at-home workout on Sunday night, which I plan to continue into the year. I'm disgusted by all the muscle tone I've lost, so I copied a friend and started doing an augmented version of the workout they used to get the actors from the movie "300" into shape. Since I can't run in the snow, I'm talking about attending yoga with some of my ALT friends in the next city over. Now that I'm starting to panic with busy-ness though, the prospect of adding another solid commitment to my schedule is pretty stressful.

So far I guess I'm doing all right, I managed to hold myself back from writing a blog entry until after I'd worked on my speech a little. The tragic thing, however, is that even though I've exhausted myself of ideas, I only have about two pages in English. According to what I've heard about page-to-minutes statistics, I have about 4 minutes out of a 25 minute speech...Shit...
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Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009 03:13 pm
On Saturday I chilled for a while, but resolved not to stay cooped up in my apartment for all of silver week! Unfortunately I also had computer problems and it looks like I’ll have to leave my computer running until after silver week so that I can mail it in to be fixed T_T Pray for me and my mental health!

I was lucky enough to spend a lot of time skyping with Elizabeth! For the most part I didn’t want to go outside because I’m still suffering from pretty bad Japanese burn-out. I don’t want to study, I don’t want to use it. I’m tired. I’m dismayed because I still can’t express what I want to express. I know that’s normal - I haven’t been learning long enough and I don’t even have all the grammar. Still, it’s no less frustrating. I figure I can forgive myself this week, and next week I’ll take some action in studying and suck up all my grievances. Even if I’m tired of Japanese, I can’t deny that I know a lot of kanji now and I’m only getting better at reading.

When I had enough apartment time, I decided to begin The Great Silver Week Photo Quest. My pictures haven’t been so artsy since I've come to Japan, so I decided to spend silver week hitting up my favorite spots in the City by the Sea, taking artsy pictures and pictures of me interacting with the locale in the ways that express how I feel in them.

So just before sunset I biked to the top of my favorite mountain, the one where I usually run. It’s a very pensive place for me, the relationship we have is very simple though – I look out, I feel at one with the city, I go home. My shots are very calm, the background is very full, and the colors are very soft. Fortunately I was blessed with good lighting. Initially I thought maybe I’d read for a while and take pictures, but when I arrived at the top I was literally met with a swarm of mosquitoes. It was kind of scary, actually. I didn’t get eaten too badly when I began to run between pictures, but it was still quite the sacrifice to get some good shots. The mountain is much busier during the day as far as hikers go, and in fact it was the first time I’d actually visited it in the light! So that was quite the experience. The success of this photo shoot makes me very excited for the rest of the week!

On the way home I thought maybe I’d stop at the grocery store, but I wanted to wait a little bit so I could buy the day-old bentou lunches for cheap just before closing, so I stopped off at one of the department stores in town first. The first time I was there I wasn’t so impressed, but during class a student had told me she really liked it so I thought I’d give it another shake. As it turned out, it’s a two story store and it had a lot of great things! I bought two Japanese magazine cookbooks of good quality, some socks, a cute little cardigan, and a skirt. I’m sick of wearing long skirts and I had this idea for an outfit in my head that required a short one. It doesn’t fit quite right because I have hips and Japanese ladies clothing isn’t made to fit hips, but I can get it on and that’s what counts! Also I can never remember which side is the front because for whatever reason there is no tag inside. Maybe it’s just this style or maybe it’s all skirts, you'd have to ask a Japanese woman!

Walking around the store I felt a little conspicuous, I always have these ideas that the Japanese women are laughing at me because they know nothing will fit me, but for the most part no one really spoke to me except for the one point where I turned a corner and the clerk made a surprised noise like, “Oh! There’s a foreigner in our store, how cool!” I did summon the courage to go into a dressing room to try things on. Usually nuanced behaviors like fitting rooms make me nervous, even in my own country, but for the first time ever I decided not to worry and to pull a gaijin smash. If I was supposed to ask for help in the fitting room, too bad, what would they do? Come up and tell me I couldn’t go in? Fat chance.

Still, I think I did it right. I took off my shoes to enter the stall and it seemed the other women also just walked in. So I guess it's not really a gaijin smash if you're not doing something wrong, but I'll still consider it one because it wasn't paired with the usual quibbling I do.

As I was leaving I noticed I had a slew of mail in my phone. The foreigners of the City by the Sea were banding together for dinner at 8 PM! Fortunately it was only 7:30, so I decided to meet them. We had a pretty good turn out except for the folks who were off camping with the JETs. It ended up being me, Neighbor Dude, Mystery M (everyone kept talking about him but I didn’t actually meet him until last night), Suza, and Keito. We went out for chuuhai and yakitori (chuuhai is the Japanese mixer alcohol). I tried kimchi and imomochi for the first time, and I liked them both, though imomochi is pretty much just fried mashed potato rounds and therefore very delicious.

It was nice getting some foreign time in my own city, and afterwards just us three girls went to Mister Donut for a donut and coffee (lol nijikai! 2nd course!) I had a strawberry custard donut :D A very good night indeed, with a lot of good conversation. I think we’ll all make more of an effort to see each other again. The three of us made plans to go to the hot spring on Tuesday in the next city, so it will be quite soon, in fact!

By the time I left Mister Donut it was midnight, so the elevator at the train station was closed and I had to carry my bike down the stairs >,< Fortunately I am a super strong gaijin woman.