
Today was the real thing. Everyone was in their black suits except two of the third year teachers who wore kimonos! I don’t know where the teachers parked because both of our parking lots were empty for the parents. In the gym, the portable heaters were going full blast, but it was still really chilly. There was a board with messages from past teachers and local important people like the mayor and principals from other schools. The chairs were sectioned off with the front portion between for the graduating third years, for the second and first years, for the parents, for the third year teachers, and for the rest of the teachers. On the stage, on either side of the podium, were two tables: one for the principal (who made it despite his illness), vice principal, and head office man, and the other for the alumni group chairperson, a PTA person, and someone else whose sign I couldn’t read ha.

With three other teachers, I sat at the reception tables for each third year class. Basically I had to greet the parents and check off their child’s name. I had to have them point or say the class number though. I can actually read some of the kanji now, but not all ha. The whole ceremony took about two hours. First, the third years walk in with their homeroom teachers in a line, really slowly while music plays. (Not Pomp and Circumstance that they play in the US). Each class had a different color of Gerbera Daisy in their pockets. As each row of five fills, they bow together and then sit. Second, we sang the national anthem with one of the students on the piano. It’s a really pretty song! It was my first time hearing it. All the bowing again. Three times! Once to the flag of Japan, once to one of the tables, and then to the other table. It’s called out when we have to stand and bow too, learned some new vocabulary. I had to be careful not to stand at the wrong time.
The students’ names were called by their homeroom teachers as they said “Hai” (yes, present) and stood up. Each class sat down after the last girl’s name. We also sang the school song. Then there was a speech by the principal, the alumni chairperson, and the PTA head. One of the second year also did a speech and started crying during it. There was another song sung by all the students. A third year student did the next one and there were full out tears and sniffles as all the third years joined it. Being a sympathetic crier, I had already started crying too. A parent also gave a speech to the teachers to thank them. The third years did a final song together.

Many teachers handed out snack presents to the other teachers. Students are giving teachers presents and flowers. The bond between teacher and student is really strong here. I even got asked to take a couple photos with the girls.

It was my first time experiencing the drink pouring culture. The two youngest teachers started first and it just progressed. I got my tea filled by many different people and went around with Ichigo-sensei to pour drinks for others. I guess you’re supposed to pour with two hands and the label facing up, but I just did whatever ha. It makes it really hard to eat though! She had to stand up and greet the pourers every couple seconds. Quite interesting. Not too many tipsy folks by the end. Then we finished with the school song, and speeches, plus clapping. Not super sure why one of the teachers who started the clapping took a battle stance and said “Ous” (which has a whole bunch of meanings) before counting off the number of clap rounds. It was hilarious though.
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