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Why Do Ya Have To Be A...?

Yesterday was my last day at my favourite school.

I have a big fan in the second grade, Ozu-san, who is always first to answer questions in her class and is super genki and friendly in the hallway. She bawled at the end of the last lesson, the poor thing. Her classmates were laughing at her and I could do nothing except just comfort her and say Daijobu, yo! (You'll be ok!) I have taught these kids for two years and will definitely miss them. I had no idea they would miss me to the extent of breaking down in tears though.

Some of my third year students had a home economics lesson in the afternoon and used it as an opportunity to cook me a milk crepe, filled with custard and a big dob of cream on the side. It was delicious. It felt kinda awkward eating it at my desk while none of the other teachers had anything, but I woofed it down anyway.

And then I waved goodbye to the teachers in the staff room for the last time, walked out the door, and that was that.

Goodbyes are weird.