<p>I know this is small potatoes in the game of life, but it still hurts…</p>
<p>I studied Japanese in high school, six years worth, under a teacher who won the national Japanese teacher of the year award (and mentioned me in her acceptance speech). By the time many students got to her program (having taken 1-2 years of the language; I had taken three), many failed or dropped out of the program. I got straight A’s. I participated in Japan Bowl, I placed in state speech contests, I took in (and communicated well) with exchange students. I was certainly not the best, but I was one of the stars of the program. I loved the language, and I lived it.</p>
<p>Then I went to college, a college I choose partially for the Japanese program. I have a disability that affects my handwriting and speech among other things. My high school Japanese teacher (who taught me neither to speak or write) had no problem with reading or understanding me. Neither did the exchange students or contest judges. The department said I couldn’t learn Japanese because of my handwriting, and after much duress (with me, my family, and disability servbices involved) placed me in a level far below what I knew. Said I could type tests and then refused. Said they could read my tests then returned them, ungraded, saying they couldn’t. It was a nightmare. After a semester, I gave up.</p>
<p>This semester (2.5 years later), I thought that maybe I would try Chinese, ITalked to the teach after class. Wrote some kanji (Japanese and Chinese have many shared kanji). He said my handwriting wasn’t good enough, nor was my pronunciation (after one day). Said I could never get a good grade.</p>
<p>Some of you may say (as many people here have insinuated), that my high Japanese teacher didn’t have standards. She did. Insult me all you want, but she did. Her students have long placed in speech contests and Japan Bowls. They often go to college and complain about the ease of poor quality of the Japanese programs at their universities. My teacher was on the AP Japanese Development Committee. She’s nationally known, nationally recognized. She didn’t go easy on me. I learned.</p>
<p>What hurts is that I’ve been told I can’t learn an East Asian language. But I already have. I loved it. I lived it. And I miss it so much. I miss reading and translating and speaking. I miss those classes and those contests. I miss it.</p>
<p>I wasted my four years in high school. I wasted my teacher’s time. I wasted my energy and effort. I wasted so much.</p>
<p>I’ve taken Spanish and Arabic and done well. I will take more Spanish. It’s a useful language, much moreso than Japanese, a good language. And yet it feels somehow incomplete. Simple. Missing a piece.</p>
<p>I want to write kanji. I want to speak Japanese. I want to take those classes.</p>
<p>My heart is on the ground.</p>