Profound thoughts, personal feelings, and what ever else strikes me as I traverse life's meandering path.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Catching up after falling off the face of the earth

I apologize for not keeping in touch very well over the past few months.  Thanksgiving and Christmas are always busy times.  Here are some pictures to catch you up.

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving program
My little Indians and Pilgrims
Telling the story of the first Thanksgivig
Saying what we're thankful for and singing

Lunch with the families
We had lots of food, it was all so good!



Christmas


Nozomi brought Christmas wreath pins for all of us!
Making snowmen cookies

The boys patiently and eagerly watching the cookies bake

Decorating my Christmas tree

Making snow globes
Esther and Mao with their snow globes

























Christmas program

Lining up for the performance

They performed the Nativity story told through song

We did it!  Now for picture time!



Birthday 2012


Birthday cake at school with my kids

Presents from my kids at school

Birthday dinner with teachers from school


Making homemade pizza with Nana and Melissa

It was delicious!

And delicious chocolate cake

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Teaching Pictures

We had a few younger siblings join us too

I have 6 four and five year olds
We celebrated grandparents day by inviting the grandparents to come see our regular school schedule.  I think they were all surprised to see how much English their kids can speak and understand.  Afterwards the kids all gave them the presents they had made for their grandparents.  It was a good time.  I am just glad one of the parents who came took a few pictures.  I rarely have pictures of myself and the kids, so I always love the few that I get.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Weather not permitting

We were supposed to have a picnic on Tuesday.  It was one of those events that was planned out at the beginning of the school year when we handed out the yearly events calendar to the parents.  Well, one can't quite plan for the weather that far in advance.  The weather forecast showed heavy rain for our picnic at the park day.  There was always the slight hope that the weather prediction might be off, or that the rain would come later in the day.  Nope.  It poured.

Enter the desperate need for creativity.

You see at the beginning of each month the kids and I put a little picture on our calendar for each of the events we will be doing.  That way the kids can see our events getting closer each day and they know what to expect and anticipate for the month.  The week before our picnic one of my kids was looking at the calendar and said, "Miss Michelle, six days and picnic."  It was so cute to see him looking at the calendar and counting down the days.  Then a few days later one of the mothers told me how excited her daughter was for our picnic at the park.  Sigh.

Nothing like weather to spoil a highly anticipated event.

But I realized something, which I had been vaguely aware of: kids can be happy despite unfavorable circumstances if you can show excitement and energy for what you are doing.  Kids are so flexible and resilient, it's us adults who can't cope with disappointments or unforeseen circumstances quite so gracefully.

So I did my best.

Armed with a wealth of childhood experiences playing inside during tropical downpours, I felt fairly equal to the task.  The first thing I did was get a huge piece of green paper and told my kids to get their markers.  I told them that since we couldn't go to the park, we were going to draw our own park.  I proceeded to ask them what we would see at a park.  Then I let them loose to pour out their imaginations on paper.  While they drew, I proceeded to string up a large tarp over half our classroom in order to create a tented area.  I rearranged all the toys and furniture so we would have a semi-enclosed area that no longer resembled our regular classroom.  I also found a large paper cut-out of a tree that another teacher had discarded and put that on our door.  And when my kids had done a splendid job on our park mural (which ironically included rain :) I put that up on the wall.  Then I proceeded to get out a big blanket for the floor.

And here's the part I love...

As I put the big green blanket down on the floor under our tent one of my kids said, "Miss Michelle, that's grass."  I said that was a good idea.  After that our classroom changed.  The fan became the wind and the long fluorescent lights above our tent served as the sun.  I hadn't done much to change our classroom.  When I look at pictures, it doesn't look spectacularly like a park or anything.  But my kids allowed their imaginations to transform our little classroom into a fun new place.  That's one of the amazing things about children: the ease with which they can imagine their ordinary world to be extraordinary.

We didn't go to the park.
We were trapped inside by torrential rain.
And we had a fun time.

The kids were excited to lay out their individual plastic sheets on our "grass" and open up their lunches and share their snacks.  We had a good time.  And weather permitting we will go to the park later this month when we take our field trip to the fire station.  I am so blessed to have the opportunity to learn from these kids.  I hope to attain some small measure of the grace with which they can meet unexpected circumstances and I hope to continually renew my imagination to share in the wonder they see in the world.

Friday, May 4, 2012

New Year, New Kids

So the Japanese school year ends in March and starts in April.  I apologize for not posting in so long.  Wrapping up one school year and then beginning another has kept me quite busy.  Here is a picture of my one five year old who graduated in March (the others will graduate next March).   

Kohei's graduation

Kohei and his mother
Now I have a new set of kids.  Kohei is no longer in my class and two of my other kids moved.  So I only have four from my class last year who are with me this year.  And then I am also joint teaching the preschool class.  Let me introduce you to my kids this year.

My Returning Kids
Kinders - 5 year olds
The girls: Esther and Mao

The boys: Nozomi and Keito
The New Kids
Kinders - 4 year olds
Kazuki - smart, happy little boy

Takumi - also a very smart boy
Preschool - 3 year olds
Ichiri - he is learning to say goodbye to mommy ever day

Konouske - he has lots of bubbly energy

Lelia - adorable, I know
It has been fun to get to know these new kids!  It has also been very tiring as they need to be taught how to do everything at school since they've never been in school before.  My 5 year olds have done marvelously at helping the new kids learn what they need to.  I am so proud of them.  It is going to be a fun year.  Please pray that I will have the energy and discipline to be the teacher that these kids deserve.  

Monday, March 5, 2012

Complications of Cultural Appropriateness

Wherever I go, I strive to be culturally aware, sensitive and appropriate.  This is a monumental task, but I've been conditioned for it throughout my life.  It's one of the strengths of growing up as a third culture kid.  And I am grateful for it.

When I arrived in Okinawa, Japan, I largely focussed on this task (even if at times subconsciously).  How do I act in this new environment?  What is the appropriate and polite way to interact with people?  How can I communicate effectively with minimal language skills?  How can I avoid making a complete idiot of myself, as much as possible?  How do I bear myself with dignity and humility?  These are just a few of the questions that shaped what I sought to learn.

My main focus was how to be as Okinawan as possible.  What is the appropriate way for Okinawans to eat?  How do Okinawans greet each other?  How do Okinawans sit?  How do Okinawans walk?  How do Okinawans bow?  And the list goes on.  From the most basic everyday behaviors to more specific and detailed actions, I wanted to know it all and do it all.  I was in cultural adaption mode.

A year and a half later I've learned a lot.  And yet I find myself completely caught off guard by one simple fact: I am not Okinawan.  I am a foreigner.  All this time I've been doing my best to adapt to Okinawan culture and I realize that no one will ever mistake me for Okinawan.  Don't get me wrong, being culturally appropriate may surprise and delight Okinawans and show them that I honor them and their culture.  But when they look at me they see a foreigner and with that comes a whole set of expectations.

So all this time I've been trying to be more Okinawan, I've completely missed the expectations they have of me as a foreigner.   Expectations that don't necessarily match up with the Okinawan behavior I've been trying so hard to emulate.  It's ironic, really, that I've worked so hard only to find out I'm trying to learn the wrong thing.

And of course my Okinawan friends told me as much.  They told me that I didn't have to act in Okinawan ways because I'm a foreigner.  But of course I just took that to mean, "No one can achieve sufficient cultural appropriateness, so we don't hold foreigners to that standard."  They were right.  But naturally, instead of listening, it only strengthened my resolve to achieve the unachievable.

Let me put a brief disclaimer in here:
I am not saying that seeking to learn the customs and ways of a culture is the wrong way to go about things.  I think it is absolutely necessary.  And I'm glad I am coming to this realization now, after I have tried so hard to learn Okinawan culture.  I don't think time spent learning culture is ever wasted and I don't think I would have stumbled upon this idea if I hadn't been trying so hard to learn Okinawan culture.  It's because I'm trying to understand their mindset that I even realize that I need to not only be sensitive to their own cultural behaviors but also to what they expect of foreigners.  And of course within that I want to support their positive expectations through my behavior and dispel any negative expectations they have.

That being said, it's odd to now go back and readjust my adapted behavior to account for this new revelation.  In some ways I think it will be much harder.  It will be harder to hold in balance, not my view of myself as a foreigner, but their view of me as a foreigner and not how I naturally act as a foreigner, but how they believe considerate foreigners should act.  Phew!  I'm getting exhausted just thinking about it.

Maybe I over think things, but I believe this is just the next step in cultural adaption.  In some ways its sad to remember that I will always be a foreigner here, no matter how accepted I am on some level.  I can never be Okinawan and that means I can never truly belong.  But I praise God for the reminder, because he is creating a home for me where I will completely belong.  And I do completely belong to the Christian believers here who are Okinawan.  We may have different cultural backgrounds but our primary identity is in Jesus Christ who surmounts all cultural differences to unify his people.  Praise God!

Friday, January 20, 2012

Christmas Program

My three wise men, Joseph, Mary and angels
Angel Esther
Angel Layla and Wise Man Mao
Backstage, pre-performance
"Joseph" and "Mary"

Wise Man Keito and "Mary" Mao

Nativity


It wasn't perfect, but they were cute!







Exeunt

Finished, yay!
Some of the kids and teachers of Okinawa Christian Academy (try to spot me, I know it's hard.)

Post-performance pictures

Yeah, I'm totally blinking


 Just some pictures so you could see my cute kids at Christmas time!  It was fun practicing with them and putting their costumes together.  (For those who know my wardrobe, you may notice each of the wise men is wearing one of my belts as an accessory. :)  The kids did a good job, although they were more nervous in front of a crowd.  It was weird to practice for so many weeks when the actual performance only lasted like 10 minutes.  It was over so quickly, but I was relieved to be done.  Sorry it took me so long to share these pictures.