Four Hour Job

Noriko picked me up 3.30pm after this morning's class, as usual. She seems to always buy me a bottle of orange juice and then gets surprised when I don't drink for the whole time! It's not like I have time to, since the classes are back-to-back.

I have four classes on a Tuesday:

1. Haruka (4 F) and Ryūki (7 M)
2. Four girls (Eri, and three others) and two boys (Kenta and Kiyoto)
3. Five girls
4. Shohei (M) and Moe (F)

Ryūki is badly behaved: he doesn't pay attention, doesn't sit properly, doesn't repeat anything and always talks in Japanese. Haruka is completely the opposite: she behaves, speaks English well and understands quickly. It's made cuter by the fact that she is only four, although she seems much older.

The second class is a little better, but they fool around little. Not too much though, however they tend to take a while to cotton on.

The third class is my favourite. They don't mess about and concentrate for the whole time. They pick things up quickly and above all they ackowledge my existence. It's nice to now that you're not a despised teacher and it's feels good when they say thank you and goodbye without having to be prompted.

Moe was ill today, so the last class was one-on-one. Shohei is good, but he lacks confidence. I don't think there was a single thing that I said to him today that he didn't turn to Noriko and ask for a translation. It would be nice if he tried to understand it with me. I can speak a little Japanese as well, you know!