2003

I was cleaning up my year 12 Japanese folder last night, and found two things I thought I'd put on here.

The first was a short script (written in Japanese) set in a restaurant. This is a rough translation:

WAITER: Good evening.
CUSTOMER: Good evening.
WAITER: Please wait just a moment.
CUSTOMER: Why?
WAITER: All the tables are full. I'm not exactly sure what that line says!
CUSTOMER: Oh, that's fine.
(Some people get up and leave. The waiter clears the plates and returns to the customer)
WAITER: Thank you for waiting. Please come to a table.
(The waiter and customer go to a table. Customer sits down. Waiter gives her a menu. The customer looks at the menu).
WAITER: What would you like?
CUSTOMER: I don't know. What do you have in your sushi?
WAITER: Sushi is made of fish and rice and seaweed.
CUSTOMER: That's interesting, isn't it. Sushi please.
(Waiter goes to the kitchen)
WAITER: Excuse me.
CHEF: (yelling) WHAT?!
WAITER: Um...sushi please.
CHEF: How many?!?!
WAITER: I don't know. Excuse me. (He goes to the table)
CHEF: Hurry, hurry! (quietly) Idiot.
WAITER: (to customer) Excuse me. How many sushi?
CUSTOMER: Um...three sushi please.
WAITER: Three sushi?
CUSTOMER: Yes please.
WAITER: Excuse me. (He goes to the kitchen) Three sushi please.
CHEF: Yes! (He gives three sushi to the waiter on a plate) Then it says something I can't translate cos I don't remember that much Japanese anymore!
WAITER: Your cooking is very good.
CHEF: Go! Hurry up, hurry up!
WAITER: Yes! (He grabs the plate, starts to run and falls over)
CHEF: (screaming) IDIOT!!!!
(the waiter picks up the sushi, puts them on the plate and runs out to the customer)
WAITER: (to customer) Here is the sushi.
CUSTOMER: Thank you very much! (She takes a bite) This is superb, isn't it! This is the most delicious sushi I have ever eaten!

THE END.

The second was something I wrote when I was stressed and tired (in March!) after our music teacher was picking on us for not getting some homework done, or something equally ridiculous.

THE TEACHER FILES

The teacher peered over his glasses at the students.
"This school trains you to be lazy," he snarled. "In terms of homework you are all SLACK. You've had HEAPS of time to do it."
This was the sentiment that had been echoed by at least six other teachers that Monday morning. And it was only second period.
Well, she wasn't going to take it.

"WHY ARE TEACHERS ALWAYS SAYING 'YOU'VE HAD HEAPS OF TIME TO DO YOUR HOMEWORK'?" she yelled. "I DON'T RECALL HAVING HEAPS OF TIME TO DO ANYTHING SINCE JANUARY! YOU ONLY HAVE HEAPS OF TIME IF YOU DO ONE SUBJECT!"
"Hear, hear!" said another student.
She continued, "AND I MEAN, OBVIOUSLY I'M SLACK AND LAZY WHEN IT COMES TO HOMEWORK! I ONLY STAYED UP UNTIL ELEVEN O'CLOCK FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS SO I COULD STUDY FOR OR FINISH MY TEN ASSESSMENTS! THAT IS SO SLACK! I HAVEN'T HAD A WEEKEND SPARE SINCE SUMMER HOLIDAYS BECAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH TO DO, BUT OBVIOUSLY THAT JUST PROVES HOW UTTERLY INDIFFERENT I AM TO SCHOOLWORK! I'M SO SLACK, I'M GOING TO GIVE UP SLEEPING, BECAUSE IT'S JUST A WASTE OF TIME!"
She sat down, glowering.


*Hmm....perhaps I should have taken it a bit easier in year 12.........*