Hairstyling 101

My student, Ken, came to class last week with a chunk of hair missing from the front of his head. Turns out he took a stab at cutting his own hair--literally. I immediately thought of the time my brother, Mike, did the same thing when we were kids. But in my brother's defense, he did a much better job than Ken. Ah well, at least I'll have something to make me smile for a while, until it grows back.

How I Look to 6 Year Old Japanese Boys

This week's lesson was the body: head, shoulders, knees, toes, eyes, ears, and you know the rest. So to wrap up the last few minutes of my class we played pictionary--and i'm not exactly what it is about whiteboard markers, but my kids usually get really excited to use them. So after we finished the game, I asked my student to clean up and get ready to leave. He then, lightning fast (because he knew class was over) erases the board and draws this little number and points to me--so it's a portrait of me. Yikes.