The first few days here in Japan have been great, and full of new things, but also a lovely, gentle baby step towards my future of complete and total culture shock. I am in training for my new English teaching job, learning the company’s methods and materials and getting to practice delivering their lessons. There are 15 of us here at the training center, mostly Americans, but also 3 from the UK and 3 from Australia, so we are in a bit of an English-speaking bubble, protected thus far from the realities of living in a foreign country. My first night here, I ventured down the street to the supermarket, but was paralyzed with fear when a local on the street bid me konnichiwa (hello, or good day). I was so concerned about saying the “wrong” kind of hello that I said nothing and just shyly nodded and smiled. I like to tell myself that was probably actually a fairly Japanese response.
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