Spending long days at work, especially after short nights at home, can be hard. It's not that I actually work that much because there are gaps in my schedule where I can eat, run errands or use the computer. But still I get sleepy periods and if I can't be distracted somehow I get drousy during my classes.
There were times at my previous teaching job when I would be nodding off while waiting for adult students to finish their sentences. Once I started to drift off while I was writing an example sentence on a piece of paper. It was so hard to keep that pen moving and the words coming out. At last I realized I had stopped writing a word and was about to just scrawl anything. I wondered how long I had been out. Was it just an instanteous blackout? It's always so embarrassing because I know the students are looking at me while I try to pretend nothing is wrong and hide my stifled yawns behind non-convincing hand movements before my mouth. One woman who actually was so boring looked shocked when she saw me stifle a yawn. I apologized and explained I didn't sleep well the previous night. Also hot classrooms when the sun is shining on the window and wall make me terribly sleepy.
So tonight I sat down with my last student, a very kind man in his early fifties, and within ten minutes I got a drousy attack. I did my best to keep the conversation going, asking him questions, correcting any mistakes in his replies. Then we started talking about thunder storms as one had passed last night. I was saying how thunder storms in Saitama were much more energetic and violent than the storms I knew from summers near Vancouver when, as I was speaking, I began to see a computer screen with a display - some kind of graph - and I was thinking to say something about that display. Then I caught myself.
"Storms in Saitama seem stronger and louder, with more lightning and..."
I realized I was looking him right in the eye and he was looking back at me. What was I just talking about? Storms right? Why did I want to talk about a computer screen? It took me a moment to trace my thoughts back and realize I had started to dream while I was staring, wide eyed and talking too. I did my best to recover and said that I had lost my thought. I think he noticed but what he actually saw I am not sure. Did my eyes roll up and go white? Did they cross as they do when I am fighting sleep? Did I pause too long? I can't say that I know and he didn't tell me. But I think that's the first time I started to fall asleep while talking with my eyes open.



