So 26/7 was my last day at ISI language school, and there sure was a lot of mixed feelings inside of me. I've come to really like this class, and especially the last weeks were really great. Here is some pictures from my last day, and if someone wants a picture of her/himself removed, you can just send me a comment and I'll remove it.
I'll miss this classroom. :(
And here is a cute little sensei!
So now, this part of my journey is over. It sure was an experience that I'll take with me for the rest of my life.Although it didn't feel all good right from the beginning. At first I felt really bad about it, everyday during almost every lesson I only wished for the day to end so I could go home. Holding back my tears during that time wasn't easy as well.
I blamed the school first. It was the teachers and the way they taught that made me feel so bad I thought. But when I later started to speak with people, create friends and make them understand that I'm not just a spoiled little kid, school suddenly started to feel much, much better. I really just felt so nervous and believed that they all looked down on me for being so much younger than everybody else. But I guess they did, before they actually started to get to know me. I did feel like I needed to prove myself, by being better than everyone or something like that. And then I started to blame myself for not being good enough, which really didn't make the whole thing much better. I know it's silly to think like that, but I couldn't really do much about it.
But in the end, all I really needed to do was being myself and just relax. Then everything came naturally. As soon as I found "my place" in the class, the lessons started to become so much more interesting and fun. I've been laughing to tears as well as having really interesting conversations with people from all over the world, while we're all studying japanese together, no matter our different goals in life.
I might sound a little bit over dramatic right now, but it was just such a huge experience for me to do. It is an amazing feeling! People from all over the world, sitting in the same classroom in Tokyo, speaking different languages and grown up with different cultures. It's like the whole world is in one room. We all happened to come together for a longer or shorter time, with the same ambition to improve our japanese. It's just so, amazing. And awesome. Of all the people on the planet, we happened to come to together. I don't know how my classmates feel, but they've become so important to me. I have friends from all over the world now, and when it was time to leave them, I suddenly became so afraid of losing touch with everyone. They sure have been a part of my life now, no matter how much or less I've actually spoken to them. They did leave such an impact on me, and I'll forever bring that with me.
Even if it just was for a couple of weeks, thank you dear class for our short time together, I'll never forget it!
さようなら、また今度 ♡