In my previous post I made a statement that I really had a disdain for the town of Matsuyama where I did my training. Well in all fairness I think I was a little overly harsh on the small island town. I actually found it quite hard to leave Matsuyama behind, partially due to the fact that I had actually gotten quite used to the weird little town.
Training day (without the having to puff the coke) movie reference:
by the time you read this I will be starting my 3rd day of actual work, but before I got to this glorious stage of effective teaching, I had to complete some very rigorous training. My menu consisted of sitting in a small (and sometimes cold) room, with no shoes on and listening to the instructor talk about how to follow the proper method of teaching students and how to properly engage them (as though they are objectives that need to be achieved on the battlefield). I basically had to had to follow the verbage in the book to a T while at the same time be interesting and "fun" for the students benefit, in other words have the straightedge nature of a hardboiled teacher with a sense of humor. Somehow I kinda managed to make it without much trouble although I fell prey to the fact that most simulated models are never really like the real thing, but in the end I managed to keep my students engaged for about 40 minutes (might be due the fact that half of my family are or once were in the field of education and I picked up a few genes that give an ability of saintlike patience). My last day of training (on my birthday no doubt) was essentially understanding the basics of teaching kids, which is essencially designed for you to have a theoretical (and I mean theoretical) blueprint of trying to teach hellified hellions how to teach English, lets just say I am not versed as well in children warfare on the actual battlefield. Maybe one day I will.
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