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First off. Did I tell you about my friend's visit to the doctor? Well, she had a stomach ache, so her supervisor insisted she go to the doctor. So many hours and tests later, he decided that she might have problem with her organs. So he scheduled her to come in THREE WEEKS LATER for an edo.....something. They want to stick a tube down her throat to check out her inards. Well, I really doubt that there is anything wrong since she was sick to her stomach for only a day. and if it really was serious, 3 weeks is a long time to wait. This is the beauty of Japanese medice. Everything is treated as though it is serious, but actually getting into see the doctor is usually a problem. I am still surprised I wasn't taken into the doctor when my leg was burned. Along the same lines as hospitals, let me tell you about the big news in Ota. A teacher was beat up by one of his students at one of the jr. highs in town. Now before all my beloved relatives get upset, let me assure you that is would NEVER happen at my school. My kids are so sweet and act a lot younger than they are. There has never been anything close to a fight at my school. Teachers and students have too much respect for each other for that to ever happen. So anyway, this was big news in the Area. My friend Mitsuo told me that he read about it, and I confirmed the story with one of my co-workers. The details are being kept hush hush, though, so I can't tell you anymore than this. I have to tell you about class. I think that it is really strange how my classes work. The seating arrangements change at least once a month in every class. The reason I say this is because it always seems like one side of the class does much better than the other. For example, today we asked what the currency in England. The right side of the room in both of my classes said peso. And the right side of the room always does the worst when we have races. The second or third row from the left is almost always the winner, no matter what class I have. I wonder why this is. Sometimes it makes me feel like I accidentaly went into the wrong class and retaught the same lecture to the same class. Today was a wonderful day because the yogurt man came. Unfortunately his selection was limited, but he did have hotcakes, which is something new. So that made up for hime not having plain yogurt. (I like lemon and all, but it's nice to have a variety once in a while). This weekend was the Ashikaga wine festival, which I recommend to everyone. It's kind of like tast of Chicago on a much smaller scale (ie tast of Champaign). The wine was good, the food was excellent, even the tacos (which are hard to come by in Japan), and the jazz bands were really good. It was a lovely day and everyone was in a great mood. I couldn't believe all the gaijin that were there. Unbelievable. So it was nice to have a tast of the west to tide me over for a few more months. That's all from this neck of the woods. Incidentally, the leaves are beautiful. By next week Ota should really be spectacular. Hope it stays sunny so I can go hiking.
Valerie
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