I got a haircut today. It involved a glorious 15-minute shampoo/scalp massage, complete with temple-massaging, the works. The cut was good, tapered and razor cut, a la Japanese style.
Afterwards, it took two other people, simultaneously, to blow my hair dry. This was the regular cut for 3990 yen(about $38). No tip required.
The new schedule's out for next week's elementary school. Six class periods in the day, all grade levels, all abilities, two classes combined in each period. And I told them I'd accept it as is, with a smile.
This culture has genuinely broken me.
And so I'll start by offering it back a simple smile.
I tell of my day-to-day experiences in a funky Japanese town from my American viewpoint. This blog could also be called 'Bizarro World', 'Notes From Kyushu, a Smaller Island', or 'Teaching English in Japan: Smash Your Ego in 10 Easy Lessons."
Sunday, May 08, 2005
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1 comment:
It's been pointed out to me that it may not be the culture that has 'broken me', per se, but maybe just my job. Honestly, it's hard for me to separate the two.
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