Principal
Nakagawa nodded at Hamarugen as the presentation proceeded. The kid
had been right all along, and whatever doubts remained from their
conversation yesterday vanished.
In
terms of relative competence the students from Sweden were light
years ahead when it came to present concepts in a readily
understandable way. Glumly he admitted that the girl on the screen
probably was better at it than most of his teaching staff. And she
was Japanese with only a few years experience from a foreign
educational system.
Still,
that system performed atrociously on average. At least according to
international tests. But Hamarugen had something else in mind.
Nakagawa
listened and watched, and understood. How the planned summer schedule
would mesh with the one in Japan. Because on this end Hamarugen and
Ageruman had fired up their own thoroughly professional presentation.
That they would be able to was less surprising. He knew their
backgrounds after all.
But
those Swedish high school students. That was troublesome.
“Until
you find another teacher,” he had said. That was no longer an
option. He'd stay on as advisor for as long as possible. Hamarugen
had suggested they use the exchange club as a learning platform based
on his experiences from providing educations in his previous life.
I knew the
arrivals were important, but I had forgotten their impact when
they're there in real life.
Obviously
a lot was thoroughly rotten with the foreign education system, but
stealing what worked was pure brilliance. You'll have your
'walking talking' sessions. As long as
your club members perform better than average. And
they would, he knew that. Himekaizen Cultural Exchange Club was
turning into a thinly disguised cram school. No, something different
than merely a cram school.
Somewhere
deep inside Nakagawa realised Hamarugen wouldn't stop there. “I
can't transform Japan by myself, but I can create those who will, and
I will start here,” he had said. Kiddo, you know, you
might just be able to.
Nakagawa
watched how the Swedish students tried to adapt to the pacing of a
near perfect, professional presentation given by two persons who had
done this for a living. He watched how those students made a
frighteningly good job at it.
You
two, you're inside this small
room in Tokyo, and you're changing people on another continent. You
scare me.
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