I don't think I sing that song loud enough to cut through the chatter.

Wakana had HER first day teaching kids Japanese. She came home feeling ragged and torn also. It was the first day of extra-ciricular Japanese classes at the Japanese School. The very small children were not scheduled to be there so she had the first period free... almost. One family did not understand that their five year old child was not supposed to be at school. They put her on the bus and sent her anyway. When the school called to tell them their error they left her there. Neither parent came from work to rescue that child. Wakana had to baby sit for the first half of the day. I am still in shock that those parents left their five year old child in a strange place with nobody to look after her.

Anyway, Wakana had a difficult day dealing with kids from age 5 through age 10. She gave them a test to determine what they know and talked to each of them. She collected a journal from them and distributed new ones for them to write in, Japanese, of course. This morning she corrected all the papers. The journals were a mish-mash of good Japanese and gibberish. The kids could draw pictures illustrating their entries and some of those were very good.

She doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic about their scholarship.