For the most part, being an English teacher in Japan is like any other job except the interactions with your students will probably be the most memorable aspect.
The other day, the students had to write a memoir in English. One in particular really stood out to me. His memoir said:
I am a lie. I cried. That lie was diarrhea. I felt better after.
I had to reread what he said and I looked at him. He looked back with a satisfied grin on his face. He knew what he wrote.
I should probably make a separate blog for these silly interactions. I already have running nicknames in my head for everyone (since using actual names would violate privacy). Some of those nicknames came from one other student who I’ll talk about sometime later. He’s pretty wild.