ohisashiburi…

It’s been about a year and a half since my last blog post, which is absolutely shameful. Much has happened, much has changed, though I’m still living in Machida, Tokyo. I now teach several jobs part-time, teaching university students, junior high school students, and assisting at an English immersion kindergarten. For the first time since college, I work five days a week like a “normal” adult. While I’ve been a night owl since elementary school (according to my mom) and have never gone to bed before midnight unless I was sick, I’ve gotten much better at waking up early for work. I often need to bike to the station. I spend much of my days commuting on trains, during which I try to study for a MA in TESOL from the New School (reading articles or posting on discussion boards), or mark students’ essay drafts without making disgruntled faces.

Pretty dry post for now, but it’s 12:40 and I should hit the hay as they say so I’m not a zombie with the kids tomorrow.

Speaking of hay, I get to see horses almost every week. That’s new.

oyasumi.

“Children need art and stories and poems and music as much as they need love and food and fresh air and play. “

Astrid Lindgren Memorial Award

Pullman Philip 2

Wise words from Philip Pullman, who received the Astrid Lindgren Memorial Award in 2005:

Children need art and stories and poems and music as much as they need love and food and fresh air and play. If you don’t give a child food, the damage quickly becomes visible. If you don’t let a child have fresh air and play, the damage is also visible, but not so quickly. If you don’t give a child love, the damage might not be seen for some years, but it’s permanent.

But if you don’t give a child art and stories and poems and music, the damage is not so easy to see. It’s there, though. Their bodies are healthy enough; they can run and jump and swim and eat hungrily and make lots of noise, as children have always done, but something is missing.

It’s true that some people grow up never encountering…

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