Martin wrote recently about our newest student, who really appreciated our cheerful `Good morning`s`.
I`d like to write about why I appreciate my students.
It`s difficult when you take over a school that has been very carefully built-up and nurtured by two women who had to go home but that is what Martin and I have done. I was really, really nervous for the first few weeks. Of course, I was told that all the students were `lovely`. And I didn`t disbelieve that for a second. The thing is, though, that everyone has different personalities. Some people gel. Some people don`t. That`s just a fact of life.
The problem is that I`ve run out of fingers to count the number of students who have gone beyond `lovely`, some I would describe as angels. When I come home from work each day with a huge big grin on my face because someone brought me flowers, or donuts, or lent me Takarazuka DVDS…. When students help us do things (like giving advice on which newspapers to advertise in, or which restaurant to go to) because they want to help the school, it makes me feel like our school is a community, and I get all warm n fuzzy.
A few weeks ago I went for dinner with a student and her husband, whose nickname is Billy. They`re going to Cairns for a holiday next month, and I`ve been giving them suggestions about where to go. My student wants to lose weight so she can wear a bikini (not that she needs to but anyways…), and also really practise her English so she can chat to other people confidently. So her husband has been helping her train… her very own `Billy`s Boot Camp`!!! *boom ching!*
Bad jokes aside, I`m trying to think of a way to describe the way she and all my other students make me feel…. think of the first mouthful of a really, really decadent cheesecake, and the `ohmygod this is sooooooo gooooood!` feeling. Ok, maybe not quite that dramatic. But you get my point. The students at Kotoen are like my family, from older sisters I never had, doting grandmothers, slightly off-beat uncles… Now where does Martin fit in….???