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RANT 'N' RAVE
My chosen profession

Rant 'N' Rave

Illustration by Marie.  
Email: spacetako@hotmail.com 

McJob. Hired voice. Pet gaijin. Yep, I'm an English conversation teacher, and I've been reminded since the day I got here that my job is at the bottom of the employment food chain. I've been told that anyone who speaks English can be a teacher here, that my students only study English because it's "trendy," that I'm being paid for the use of my American vocal cords. In short, numerous foreign residents of Japan have made me feel as though teaching English for a living is about as meaningful as turning screws on an assembly line.

I know they don't mean to be rude. It's become something of a pastime to bash English teaching, mocking it in the same breath as kogyaru and mangled English slogans. When I tell people that I'm a conversation teacher, they automatically assume that I'm doing it just to make ends meet, that there's no possible way I could actually enjoy it.

Prepare yourself for a shock, then. I like my job.

I am, by choice, a teacher. I've wanted to be a teacher since I was fourteen years old. I even have - gasp! - qualifications, namely, two teaching certificates awarded by my university that give me permission to teach secondary English and drama. Teaching has never been just a means to an end for me, as anyone who has spent time in American public schools will surely understand. I love to teach, and I think I'm pretty good at it.

I'm not living in a dream world. I know that most Japanese conversation schools will employ anyone with a Western mouth. I know that there are plenty of students who take English lessons simply because their company forces them to, or because they think it's cool to have a gaijin friend. Sometimes I go home tired and frustrated, feeling as though I'm just going through the motions.

The good days make up for it, though. I love the look in my students' eyes when they are able to converse confidently in English. In discussions with my advanced students I gain new insight into Japanese society and culture that I could never glean from a book. As I teach them, they teach me.

I came to Japan for a lot of reasons - to have a chance to study a new language, to live in a world completely different from the one I'm used to, to experience another culture and ideology. Whenever people ask me why I came to Japan, though, I always give them my number one reason - to teach. My life here is good. I have wonderful students, plenty of planning time, a supportive staff, and great friends. Now all I'd like is a little respect for my chosen profession.

Many thanks to Lindsay Nelson for this Rant.

Metropolis Online
RANTS AND RAVES:
381: The Crisp Linen Suit Syndrome
Unbearable heat and crisp linen suits
380: Smile
Smile when you see another foreigner
379: What sign are you?
When signs start to complicate life
378: Off with the gloves
Battle of the readers
377: Stop before you shop
Stores that scare away gaijin
376: Home sweet home
Modern housing in Japan?
375: Nihonjinron
Theories of Japaneseness and insecurity
374: Plastic bags
Do we really need them for everything?
373: Doctor knows best?
A scary visit to a Japanese hospital
372: Don't forget the finger wagger
So you've never complained about Japan?
371: A-choob tale
The Sneezing Salaryman
370: The gaijin language snob
Dare to cross his path
369: Nihongo
One man's struggle...
368: Making sense of Roppongi
Why do I keep going back?
367: Hateus Japanus Expatricus
Great bar bores of the world
366: Plants and animals
Darwin's turning in his grave
365: No more groping - for now
Women only train cars
364: Man's best friend
Pets have it rougher
363: In praise of Tokyo taxi drivers
A good ride all around
362: The Big Boot Brigade
Masters of the oversized-shoe
361: The case of the missing garbage cans
Where art thou o garbage can?
360: Ramen for the soul
Japanese chicken soup
359: Revenge of the nerds Part II
Geeky guys with hot girls
358: Little old ladies
Grandmas packing a punch
357: Starbucks sanctuary
Stop the Starbucks insanity
356: Pet name problem
My sweet little... carrot?
355: Unclean Jeans
Jeans McNasty
354: My chosen profession
Lindsay Nelson's the name, English teaching's the game
352/3: Merry Christmas... sort of
Merry and not-so-Merry Christmas in Japan
351: Last temptation of rice crackers
Breaking big bills the hard way
350: Revenge of the nerds
Gaijin girls are just jealous

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ISSUES 250-299
ISSUES 233-249