So, first day back at work after being confined to my apartment for a week save for doctor’s visits.
My Kyoto Sensei (Vice Principal) at my base school has been treating me like cracked glass. He keeps asking if I’m okay, watching me move about the office when I go to get something to make sure I’m not carrying anything too heavy, generally just keeping an eye on me like I’m a kitten learning how to function.
This is both endearing and hilarious. My Kyoto Sensei has this, I don’t even know how else to put it, a “suspicious” face. Not like he himself is suspicious, but his relaxed observant face gives off this “I know you’re up to something, you nefarious person you” vibe.
So at first when he was watching me I was like “Oh lord what did I do?”
Then one of my JTEs came over and was asking me how I had been holding up, and she goes “Yeah, Kyoto Sensei was super worried about you. He kept us all up to date on your doctor’s visits and was so relieved when you called the school to check in.”
I was relieved.
Then, about an hour later he walks up to me, super serious, and says that he called every one of my elementary schools himself to update them on my condition and that none of the students were allowed to hug me or cling onto me or jump on me, and that the elementary teachers needed to enforce this or he would be mad. He lectured a bunch of other school principals, who in turn probably lectured their teachers, and them their students, on my behalf.
I was torn between “that’s so sweet and considerate” and “oh dear those poor kids are probably sitting there thinking this is all their fault”.
Can’t really say I blame him or my other coworkers for being concerned though, with me walking around in this scary-ass looking brace. It is quite impressive.