My school

I won't lie. I am utterly and completely exhausted. I've also seemed to have caught a cold at some point. The weekend is looking very nice. Perhaps one where I spend a lot of time in my futon bed. Japan will have to wait as Adele's back is screwed (thanks to planes and cold weather).

Additional note...I wimped out and bought gloves. It was too cold and I like to feel that my hands are attached to my body.

I made my first meal in the kitchen here. Burnt myself. The very exciting eggs on bread (there's no grill or toaster). It was okay but still not sure they were chicken eggs, the yolks were full on orange. The Cheetos fixation is well and truly hitting me hard, my mother (a diehard Twisties fanatic) would be in love.

Toilet is finally fixed and I no longer have to hold until I get to school. It was nice to be able to pee in the comfort of my own place...don't ask me how I managed, I still don't know.

Now onto my school...

The view from my classroom. Big lush, green mountains that rise out of nowhere. You can also see the school's playground to the right. Unfortunately you can't see the snow crystals falling but that's what captured this little piggytailed lovely's interest.
The school. It has three classrooms catering to four year olds to six year olds. Each class has roughly fifteen students. At night and after school, language classes take place on premise - three nights of which I teach English to other kids.
Just to the left of the picture above. These are the lovely mountains I was telling you about.

LUNCH

It's too hard to explain. Lunches are provided to the kids through an outside provider...insanely good, sweet smelling lovely lunches. The kids have these little cutlery sets (fork, spoon and chopsticks) as well as a place mat, cup and thermos. It's insane, I didn't even eat this well at boarding school. And no, we don't get to partake.

Here's a glimpse...

Wednesday.
Thursday.
Cheers.