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New School

My current job is teaching English to Japanese elementary students. For the past year I’ve worked every day at the same school of about 650 students, grades 1 thru 6. Due to two English teachers leaving this summer, the remaining teachers got shuffled around to fill in the gaps. So now on Mondays I go to a second school, of 28 students. The entire student body is less than one third of one year at my other school. The classes are so small that grades 3-4 and 5-6 are combined.

I love my main school, the kids are mostly great (a few rascals) and all the teachers are easy to work with. Being big means nice facilities and lots of friends, but it also means bigger (noisier and harder to manage) classes and more visitors. Having people come to observe class doesn’t bother me too much, but it stresses the teachers out, which stresses me out by proxy. My new school is the opposite end of the spectrum. The students are few enough that you never have to worry about them being to loud, everybody knows each other, and I had most of the children’s names memorized by the end of the first day. It’s the rural slow life in its purest form, and the relaxed atmosphere ought to make starting each week a lot easier.

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