This morning I got up even earlier than usual, but because I was kind of slow moving I still left at the usual time. I even caught the 8:02 bus, which I usually miss by a minute or so, and got to school really early. I wandered the hallways of building 14 aimlessly for awhile.
In Japanese we found out that we're going to the natural disaster awareness museum next Friday, which is great because I've been wanting to go. Apparently it has all of this disaster safety information including a room that simulates an earthquake. Earthquakes, fires, taiphoons and tsunami are all covered. I like field trips so I'm really looking forward to it. I have no idea what to do in a major earthquake, much less a tsunami, so this will be good.
Speaking of earthquakes, there was one on islands north of Japan recently and a tsunami hit Hokkaido. Hokkaido is Japan's northernmost island, a few hours by plane (maybe three or four) straight north of here. With tsunami there really isn't warning. I'm glad they're rare.
So after talking about disasters for awhile we started going over next week's kanji. When we do this the vocab words have a tendency to lead us off into random discussions, so today it was the suicide rate among young people. Come to think of it, Japanese this morning was kind of depressing on accident. We did more kanji and listening activities and by the end we were all pretty braindead.
After Japanese I met up with friends, and we all ate lunch and talked and studied until time for Hannah, Audra and I to go to that engineering class we helped out last week.
I think it went better this time. The students were better with their English and also more willing to contribute to discussions. Once again we watched The Apprentice and did some analyzing.
When the class finally ended (three hours) I walked to Takadanobaba with the other people from my program and then caught a bus.
I think I need to start a photo project... possibly about Waseda, first. We'll see. This journal needs something more interesting than home-bus-school-class-bus-home every now and then.
In Japanese we found out that we're going to the natural disaster awareness museum next Friday, which is great because I've been wanting to go. Apparently it has all of this disaster safety information including a room that simulates an earthquake. Earthquakes, fires, taiphoons and tsunami are all covered. I like field trips so I'm really looking forward to it. I have no idea what to do in a major earthquake, much less a tsunami, so this will be good.
Speaking of earthquakes, there was one on islands north of Japan recently and a tsunami hit Hokkaido. Hokkaido is Japan's northernmost island, a few hours by plane (maybe three or four) straight north of here. With tsunami there really isn't warning. I'm glad they're rare.
So after talking about disasters for awhile we started going over next week's kanji. When we do this the vocab words have a tendency to lead us off into random discussions, so today it was the suicide rate among young people. Come to think of it, Japanese this morning was kind of depressing on accident. We did more kanji and listening activities and by the end we were all pretty braindead.
After Japanese I met up with friends, and we all ate lunch and talked and studied until time for Hannah, Audra and I to go to that engineering class we helped out last week.
I think it went better this time. The students were better with their English and also more willing to contribute to discussions. Once again we watched The Apprentice and did some analyzing.
When the class finally ended (three hours) I walked to Takadanobaba with the other people from my program and then caught a bus.
I think I need to start a photo project... possibly about Waseda, first. We'll see. This journal needs something more interesting than home-bus-school-class-bus-home every now and then.
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