I uprooted my life and moved across the world to teach at a Japanese high school. These are the 3 things I learned, and why I'd do it again.

29.11.2024 - 00:29 / insider.com

This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Nic Lim , an author from New Zealand who moved to Japan for four years to work as an English teacher. It has been edited for length and clarity. Business Insider has verified his employment history.

In 2019, fresh out of university, I left home in the thick of winter. After a long plane ride, I found myself sweating in the heat of a blazing Japanese summer, en route to what would be my home for the next years.

Before I left home in New Zealand, I'd lived in the same house, in the same city, for my entire life.

I won't sugarcoat it: I wanted more opportunities, and to go out into the world and see what it had to offer.

I've always loved manga, anime, and other aspects of Japanese culture. And having graduated with a media degree, I felt Japan was the place for me.

So, when I was 21 and fresh out of college, I decided to move. I applied for the Japan Exchange and Teaching (JET) Programme, which brings foreign graduates to Japan to work as assistant English teachers.

I was accepted to the program and moved to Koshigaya, a town in the central Saitama Prefecture.

There, I was suddenly exposed to a new culture, a new city, and a new language.

Here are three big lessons I learned from my four years living and working in Japan.

When I got to Japan, I noticed how limited the use of technology was in the classroom.

For example, our morning meeting notes were always printed on paper. Some of my fellow teachers didn't know how to use email, and that was one of the things that prevented us from switching up the system from printed meeting notes to digital documents.

On top of that, we were using ancient computers that were still running Windows 7. Some of the data was still stored on floppy disks.

Also, the scenes you see in manga where kids draw on blackboards are accurate. In the school where I taught, blackboards were the norm. I developed a hatred of having chalk on my fingers because it'd end up staining my suit with white smears.

The way people work at school was also a cultural gap I had to bridge.

Teachers in Japan also behave very differently from how I did, having grown up and gone to school in New Zealand. More traditional teachers conduct themselves strictly, and go by the book.

Meanwhile, I liked chatting in the hallways with the students, and my style of building rapport with the kids caused a bit of friction with some other staff members.

But I'm proud to say that my students began to trust me, and think of me as a friendly face they could approach. I think it's because people are more willing to mess up in front of their friends than they are in front of their teachers — and, by extension, more willing to learn.

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