I just gave my sayonara speech at Kita-Shou and it seemed to go well. They presented me with flowers and a nice book of letters from the sixth graders thanking me for teaching. I'm not sure what I'm gonna do without this constant life-affirming thanks. Haha.
Waiting to give my speech. Pure fear. Note the sensible footwear.
"Dear John-sensei" Book from the sixth-graders.
The first of forty notes inside the book.
The flowers they gave me.