I totally scored.

So, you know how we moved into a new school at Heiichi? Well, this wonderful new school is beautiful, open, nice, hardwood, and not falling apart. Actually, it really reminds me of Higa-chuu, Curi's school. Very nice, very pretty.

Oh, yeah, about the open part. There's this beautiful hallway down the middle of the school and from the second floor you can look down on it. Very nice, right?

And the classrooms themselves surround this wide open courtyard (with nothing currently in it), kinda like Decatur High does. So that when the summer comes they can open their windows on in their classrooms, and also in the hallways across from their classrooms to get a nice breeze.

But how could they get such a breeze? You might ask. When things like a wall and a doorway separating the hallway from the classroom exists?

And normally you might be thinking logically, because normally you would think that in an elementary school such things as a separation of hallway and classroom would be a good thing.

But here in Miyakojima, no, no, such a separation is like a blockage in children's minds. Their minds need open space to shine and grow.

So there is no separation of hallway and classroom in this new building.

And I knew that it would spell doom for my classes. But as I had no proof, I waited. Until after my first day of teaching.

Which of course, by the end of the first class all of the near by teachers had learned to woe the coming of English class, and its fits of loud, screaming, GENKI kids it brought.

So when I went around and looked at all of the empty rooms, and in fact found two that seemed to not be used, after my classes were over, I spoke with the esteemed Vice Principal.

And I told him how noisy my classes were, and how much I didn't want to be a bother, and that there was a classroom with doors on it that no one seemed to be using.

And I had the support of the teachers (all of them, not just the ones whose class I'd been to that day, for all of them had heard my classes vigorousness.

So the Vice Principal hears me and understands, and offeres me the choice betweeb the BIG room that is next to the office, that is far away from everybody, and the empty classroom with walls and doors on the second floor between the 5-3 room and the 6-1 room. And I looked at both of them again and said that I would like the big room because it is far away from everybody and I wouldn't be a bother and could scream my little heart out. But when the summer heat comes, I would like the classroom on the second floor that has two wonderful walls full of windows and has fans, because the big room doesn:t have any fans.

And he said, but the big room has a/c, and I'd be welcome to use it.

And I nearly died of happiness. Right there in his office, in front of my English Coordinator (who I'm coming to realize doesn't speak the same Japanese that I speak, although I'm certain that we're both speaking Japanese that other people can understand).

So, today I had my first classes in a HUGE room, and I used the space and made them scream and run and run and run. And they seemed happy. And I was much in the rejoicing. Because now in 4 of my 5 schools there exists an English Classroom.

I wins.