Speaking (3 of 4) 発声

ネイティブの発話を真似し

口慣らしする

アウトプット

[For the non-Japanese speaker: This is a tutorial on how to improve English reading skills using Internet resources to find content you’re actually interested in / can understand; it’s part of my Customised Interaction Approach]

お願い: 英語の勉強で悩んでいる方々で、このビデオ教材が役に立ったと評価されたら、知人などに共有して頂ければと思います。

Listening (2 of 4) 聴解

理解可能 且つ

自分にとって興味深い

インプット の

入手方法

[For the non-Japanese speaker: This is a tutorial on how to improve English reading skills using Internet resources to find content you’re actually interested in / can understand; it’s part of my Customised Interaction Approach]

お願い: 英語の勉強で悩んでいる方々で、このビデオ教材が役に立ったと評価されたら、知人などに共有して頂ければと思います。

Reading (1 of 4) 読解

理解可能 且つ

自分にとって興味深い

インプット の

入手方法

[For the non-Japanese speaker: This is a tutorial on how to improve English reading skills using Internet resources to find content you’re actually interested in / can understand; it’s part of my Customised Interaction Approach]

お願い: 英語の勉強で悩んでいる方々で、このビデオ教材が役に立ったと評価されたら、知人などに共有して頂ければと思います。

 

EFL in Japan: 英語教育の改善提案

English Language Learning: Customised Interaction Approach (or the CIA) in Japan

日本人の大人を対象した英語教育の改善提案。(カスタマイズ化インプット方法)

リーディングに関するチュートリアル動画

リスニングに関するチュートリアル動画

スピーキングに関するチュートリアル動画

ライティングに関するチュートリアル動画

Don’t forget (how) to breathe

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I talk about Zen, about Jesus and Socrates, but, at the same time, I’m breathing and moving around.

One of the chapters on Mind-Body Into-One aikido is called the Ki-breathing Method or Ki Calling-Absorbing Law (Chapter 15. 氣の呼吸法).

We absorb breath from the ki. We have to remember that when we take in breath from the ki:

We give it back to Sky-Earth and the World

出づる息は天地よろず世に及び

We take in breath which goes into the One-Point Beneath-the-Navel

入る息は腹内の寸分のうちにおさまる

When Night Comes, Sky and Earth Sink into Calmness, when all is Quiet and there are No more Voices

夜来、天地静まり寂として声なき時

if One Human (Alone) applies this method

独りこれを行えば

we become One-Body with Sky-Earth, as we can no longer tell where we end and Sky-Earth begins.

我れが天地か天地が我れか、即ち、天地と一体となるし至妙境に至る。

When we do this, our Life-Force is Active at its utmost.

この時、人間本来の生命力が、最高に活動するのである。

[Note: If you listen to the recording, do not attempt to breathe this way. Practice by yourself, at your own pace, with No Voices around you].

Without forcing it…

We breathe like we’re running all the time, never paying attention, unless it gets hard.

Why don’t we try to make it better? Why do we care only when it’s bad? Let’s remember how it feels good.

We shouldn’t run away from our bodies.

Dialogue with the Bad

Got a black eye? Look with your other eye

Got a black eye? Look with your other eye

There comes a day in our live, when we feel overwhelmed, when we feel that we had enough.

  • If you’ve ever been sick,
  • if you’ve ever been tired,
  • if you’ve ever felt that the world is just not fair,

then you know what I’m talking about.

Bad is stronger than Good but we have to take stock of this and we have to put it in perspective by asking ourselves:

“How do we face this Law of human psychology, of evolutionary history:

  • that Bad would be more salient than Good?
  • that Bad would be more deeply processed than Good and so on?”

The first thing to notice here is that we need to work hard to maintain the balance because Bad is (by default) stronger so we need to labor more on the side of Good.

The second thing is to acknowledge that Bad is a form of inertia and ignoring it will not make it disappear. On the Ki-Merging-Path (aikido), we say:

This World is Filled with people who have Lost their Way, who Suffer from Mind-Heart Sickness

世には、道に迷い、心の病に苦しむものが充満している

Let us Use-up All Our Power and Explain what is Right For the People

我が全力を尽くし、人の為に正しきを説こう

Chapter 21: The Way of Explaining

説道

Doing the Right thing represents an active choice to promote Good, but occasionally we have to deliberately engage in a dialogue with that which is Bad.

What is the Bad (for us moderns living comfortable lives)?

It is the Imagined Bad.

Why do we need to imagine the Bad? In order to feel empathy with those who feel Bad:

  • with those who feel sick,
  • with those who feel tired,
  • with those who feel hopeless,
  • with those who feel desperate,
  • with those who feel caught in the system,
  • with those who feel crushed by the system,
  • with those who feel overwhelmed by their situation,
  • with those who feel insignificant in the large scheme of things,
  • with those who feel helpless, in the dark…

We need to engage in this dialogue (with Bad) and this is where poems provide the language so we can curse not each other, but rather all that follows (from Bad).

Post scriptum: Spoken after finding out I’ve made myself redundant in my current workplace and I’ll be unemployed from January 1st, 2016.

Curses (by Tudor Arghezi)

Cursed by the ocean, the tree bends in protest

Cursed by the ocean, the tree bends in protest (7 years before the tsunami)

Curses 

Through fields of corn and groves of hemlock,
The fugitives reached the wasteland
At that hour when the Moon into dark shrouds, wordless,
Sinks in like a bull with its horn inside the elements,
And my mind knows their mind:

Let the lush garden and the poor courtyard
Turn into a kingdom of gloom and clay.
Let the fortress fall in the mud,
Watched over by thorns and emptiness.

Let all the springs and the sea dry out,
And let the sun burn down like the candle.
Let the horizon burn to cinders.
Let soot and ashes cover the road,
Let it rain no more, and let the wind
Lie down hustled to the ground.

Let moles and worms wander errant
Through carrions of whole glories.
Let mice in their hundreds whelp in the purple.
Let bugs and moths unknown
Nest in the vault.
Satiated with gold and gems.
Over strings of violins and guitars
Let spiders weave their unsinging webs.

But first, life, sick with time,
Let it not cease all at once,

Let its ordeal begin slow and steady.
Let the air bite heavy, like steel.
Let the day limp like the leaky boat,
Let the hour be tardy, swallowed in time,
And, unbounded, let the second
Glide a ripple through its own soul:

On the sharp rope of eternity, let yours fray
Into lint and sawdust.
Let the gullet, hot with thirst,
Search for spittle to get drunk,
Let the tongue swollen between the lips
Lick the light and be rejected,

While the water from the plains draws together,
Let it slurp blood from the mud of hooves.
Let the vine grapes crushed with bites
Leave overripeness in the mouth.

Let the sky descend, let storms of shot
Chase you on the plains with stars in their whips.
Let the rock splinter in small jagged flint stones,
An eddy driving the fellows.
Begging for rest, let the ground prick them
Snakes emerging when sleep begins.