日米英語学院
As some of you may already know, I work part time for a language company called Nichibei English Service.
In Japanese 日米英語学院 (Nichibei Eigo Gakku In).It is a great place to work and I enjoy it very much.The teachers are mix of native English speakers and Japanese.
They are all Highly professional and very good at their jobs.
So for those of you who are really serious about learning English, especially those who may take one of the many types of language tests.
I highly recommend Nichibei.
I work at the Shibuya branch 日米英語学院 渋谷校.
Here is the web site for Nichibei and the web site & blog link for the Shibuya branch:
Nichibei web site: http://www.nichibei-eigo.co.jp/
Nichibei Shibuya branch web site: http://www.nichibei-shibuya.com/
Nichibei Shibuya branch blog: http://shibuya.nichibei-eigo.co.jp/
Here is a blog for you by one of the teachers at Nichibei.
Her name is Emiko Matsumoto (松本恵美子先生).
She offers some great advice and it will definitely help you, plus she has some great photographs on her blog.
Please click the link: http://matsumoto.nichibei-shibuya.com/
Here are the Address and telephone numbers for the Nichibei Branches:
東京:渋谷校
郵便番号:150-0002
東京都渋谷区渋谷 2丁目 20番地 11号 渋谷協和ビル 8階
電話番号:( 03 ) 3407 6321
FREE DIAL: 0120 544 218
Web Site: http://nichibei-shibuya.com/
Blog: http://shibuya.nichibei-eigo.jp/
東京:新宿校
郵便番号:160-0023
東京都新宿区西新宿 1丁目 18番地 17号 ラウンドクロス西新宿ビル 11階
電話番号:( 03 ) 5321 6133
FREE DIAL: 0120 858 218
Web Site: http://www.nichibei-shinjuku.com/
Blog: http://shinjuku.nichibei-eigo.jp
東京:池袋校
郵便番号:171-0022
東京都豊島区南池袋 1丁目 22番地 2号 FLCビル 4階
電話番号:( 03 ) 6903 8255
FREE DIAL: 0120 588 218
Web Site: http://www.nichibei-ikebukuro.com
Blog: http://ikebukuro.nichibei-eigo.jp
大阪:梅田
郵便番号:530-0001
大阪市北区梅田 1丁目 11番地 4号 2300 大阪駅前弟4ビル 23階
電話番号:( 06 ) 6344 7702
FREE DIAL: 0120 339 033
Web site: http://www.nichibei-umeda.com
Blog: http://umeda.nichibei-eigo.jp
大阪:なんば校
郵便番号:542-0076
大阪市中央区難波 2丁目 2番地 3号 御堂筋グランドビル B1階
電話番号:( 06 ) 6213 3460
FREE DIAL: 0120 455 218
Web Site: http://www.nichibei-nanba.com
Blog: http://nanba.nichibei-eigo.jp
大阪:天王寺校
郵便番号:543-0055
大阪府大阪市天王寺区悲田院町 10丁目 39番地 天王寺ミオ谷協和ビル 9階
電話番号:( 06 ) 6770 1263
FREE DIAL: 1201 411 218
Web Site: http://www.nichibei-tennoji.com
Blog: http://tennoji.nichibei-eigo.jp
京都:四条校
郵便番号:600-8008
京都市下京区四条鳥丸東入長刀鉾町 32 パルビル 6階
電話番号:( 075 ) 212 0222
FREE DIAL: 0120 477 218
Web Site: http://www.nichibei-kyoto.com
Blog: http://kyoto.nichibei-eigo.jp
神戸:三宮校:
郵便番号:650-0021
神戸市中央区三宮町 2丁目 9番地 1号 1401-1 三宮センタ-プラザ 14階
電話番号:( 078 ) 331 6955
FREE DIAL: 0120 447 218
Web Site: http://www.nichibei-kobe.com
Blog: http://kobe.nichibei-eigo.jp
Hi my name is Syrbastyian Vzampfyier. This blog is about expressing the things I think and feel plus it will also include letters I have written plus my poems and thoughts. I hope you will enjoy reading everything and I hope that my mind may advance yours and your mind advance mine as well. Thank you all, Syrbastyian.
Monday, 23 March 2009
Friday, 6 March 2009
English Study: Ochanomizu, Nova
NOVA 御茶ノ水校
I have working for one of the franchises of the new nova. I know I said I would not work for them and it is true. I am not working for them, I am working for the franchise owner. My contract is with him, NOT with nova.
So for those who want to practice their English but are not so serious about it and do not want to spend a lot of money, well come to Ochanomizu nova ( 御茶ノ水校 ), it is only a 2 minutes walk from Ochanomizu JR station & Shin-Ochanomizu Metro-station (Chiyoda-line) or a 5 minute walk from Ogawamachi station (Toei Shinjuku-line).
There is the address, telephone number and access to Ochanomizu branch (御茶ノ水校):
東京都千代田区神田駿河台 4丁目 2番地 3号 プリザイド御茶ノ水ビル 1階
Telephone Number; ( 03 ) 6912 1078
If the above branch is not good for you then try one of the other franchise branches but NOT the G-COM branches.
Join one of the franchise branch because they will treat you better and respectfully.
The G-COM branches only want your money.
Also they will want you to take off your shoes because they think they can treat you like children. Please refuse to take off your shoes.
They have this rule because (A) the want to delay you for sales talking and (B) they think that Adult students are child-jukku students and must treated like children.
I have working for one of the franchises of the new nova. I know I said I would not work for them and it is true. I am not working for them, I am working for the franchise owner. My contract is with him, NOT with nova.
So for those who want to practice their English but are not so serious about it and do not want to spend a lot of money, well come to Ochanomizu nova ( 御茶ノ水校 ), it is only a 2 minutes walk from Ochanomizu JR station & Shin-Ochanomizu Metro-station (Chiyoda-line) or a 5 minute walk from Ogawamachi station (Toei Shinjuku-line).
There is the address, telephone number and access to Ochanomizu branch (御茶ノ水校):
東京都千代田区神田駿河台 4丁目 2番地 3号 プリザイド御茶ノ水ビル 1階
Telephone Number; ( 03 ) 6912 1078
If the above branch is not good for you then try one of the other franchise branches but NOT the G-COM branches.
Join one of the franchise branch because they will treat you better and respectfully.
The G-COM branches only want your money.
Also they will want you to take off your shoes because they think they can treat you like children. Please refuse to take off your shoes.
They have this rule because (A) the want to delay you for sales talking and (B) they think that Adult students are child-jukku students and must treated like children.
Friday, 27 February 2009
" SOMETIMES "
" SOMETIMES "
Sometimes I feel I am the summer storms that blow her off the trees.
To fall so gentle and gracefully like light pink snow on the breeze.
And yet, in this beautiful action, she will wither and disappear or worse be trodden under feet.
Sometimes I think I am the tree, standing strong to support her needs.
Providing a safe haven to relax, to grow, to blossom so that she may become as wonderfully magnificent as she can be.
Her internal-external beauty and radiance enthralls me, captivates and goes through me.
She holds me. I can not run away or escape.
But do I really want to.
Confused.
I could break her. Crush her petals.
Chase her and force her away from me.
It would be oh so easy.
But I can not, want not, will not.
Hurting her is hurting me.
Hurting is her would be killing me.
What to do?
This scares me, she scares me, opening scares me.
Break the walls, keep the walls, make a hole in the walls.
Move forward, move back, move closer, move away, move nothing, move to stay.
Pause, wait, go.
Take the plunge, sit on my hands.
What to do? What to do?
I am honest but should I be.
Honesty can hurt but honesty is me.
I want to be faithful but can I be.
Maybe I will not.
Ever be.
Need to be.
Point may break, point to change, point to think.
The point may be major or may be mundane.
Oh but but, but oh.
The thought of her makes my heart flutter.
The sight of her makes my heart pound like a sledgehammer.
The feel of her body against mine, next to mine.
Her fragrance all around me, covering me like a perfect blanket.
The sweet honey taste of her on my lips.
I die and am reborn with each breath, each touch, each taste.
Each time, every time.
Sometimes I am sure.
Sometimes I am confused
She is always a wonder, a mystery, magic.
Sometimes I am the summer storms.
Sometimes I am the tree.
Syrbastyian
Sometimes I feel I am the summer storms that blow her off the trees.
To fall so gentle and gracefully like light pink snow on the breeze.
And yet, in this beautiful action, she will wither and disappear or worse be trodden under feet.
Sometimes I think I am the tree, standing strong to support her needs.
Providing a safe haven to relax, to grow, to blossom so that she may become as wonderfully magnificent as she can be.
Her internal-external beauty and radiance enthralls me, captivates and goes through me.
She holds me. I can not run away or escape.
But do I really want to.
Confused.
I could break her. Crush her petals.
Chase her and force her away from me.
It would be oh so easy.
But I can not, want not, will not.
Hurting her is hurting me.
Hurting is her would be killing me.
What to do?
This scares me, she scares me, opening scares me.
Break the walls, keep the walls, make a hole in the walls.
Move forward, move back, move closer, move away, move nothing, move to stay.
Pause, wait, go.
Take the plunge, sit on my hands.
What to do? What to do?
I am honest but should I be.
Honesty can hurt but honesty is me.
I want to be faithful but can I be.
Maybe I will not.
Ever be.
Need to be.
Point may break, point to change, point to think.
The point may be major or may be mundane.
Oh but but, but oh.
The thought of her makes my heart flutter.
The sight of her makes my heart pound like a sledgehammer.
The feel of her body against mine, next to mine.
Her fragrance all around me, covering me like a perfect blanket.
The sweet honey taste of her on my lips.
I die and am reborn with each breath, each touch, each taste.
Each time, every time.
Sometimes I am sure.
Sometimes I am confused
She is always a wonder, a mystery, magic.
Sometimes I am the summer storms.
Sometimes I am the tree.
Syrbastyian
Friday, 30 January 2009
FOREWORD: Poem - " America Is Me "
Straight to the point:
I am not American or as we say in Australia "a Yank / Yankee" and I have never wanted to be American. (Yes I know that in the U.S.A. a "Yankee" is an American from the northern states in America but for the rest of the world a "Yankee" simply means an American)
I am an Australian living in Tokyo, Japan.
So it may seem strange to you that I would write a poem about being American and living in the United Sates of America.
My reasons for doing are many fold:
1) It was a challenge for myself to write as another person may see, feel and, or think.
2) America voting a black man to be the president of their country is a turning point for America and quite frankly an historical event. It has shown the world the that democracy and equal rights for all DO WORK.
3) I have spoken to many of my American friends, Americans I know less well, Americans in chat rooms & BBS's throughout the world about their views and feelings at seeing Mr. Obama elected as President.
And also watching TV such as CNN etc and seeing the reaction of people in America, the TV-people and the people around the world.
I have tired to capture all this in my poem "America Is Me". I hope that I have done them justice.
Syrbastyian
I am not American or as we say in Australia "a Yank / Yankee" and I have never wanted to be American. (Yes I know that in the U.S.A. a "Yankee" is an American from the northern states in America but for the rest of the world a "Yankee" simply means an American)
I am an Australian living in Tokyo, Japan.
So it may seem strange to you that I would write a poem about being American and living in the United Sates of America.
My reasons for doing are many fold:
1) It was a challenge for myself to write as another person may see, feel and, or think.
2) America voting a black man to be the president of their country is a turning point for America and quite frankly an historical event. It has shown the world the that democracy and equal rights for all DO WORK.
3) I have spoken to many of my American friends, Americans I know less well, Americans in chat rooms & BBS's throughout the world about their views and feelings at seeing Mr. Obama elected as President.
And also watching TV such as CNN etc and seeing the reaction of people in America, the TV-people and the people around the world.
I have tired to capture all this in my poem "America Is Me". I hope that I have done them justice.
Syrbastyian
Poem: America Is Me
" America Is Me "
I watched a black man walk down the steps,
and stand before a kaleidoscope crowd.
He took an oath and promised to defend this land.
A simple act but in it contains so much.
It renews the faith,
the dreams and hopes,
That were fading, and even dying,
but were help so dear before.
I had lost faith in America,
lost belief in it's possibilities,
forgotten it's hope and the American dream.
I should have known better,
cause this land, these people,
in the end succeed.
To light a path,
to light the way,
for all to see.
This nation of all nations,
shows all that dreams become possibilities,
and in-turn become realities.
I watched a black man walk down the steps,
and he gave a speech.
Not some long-winded sermon,
but short, true and sweet.
The crowd held to every word,
some smiled, some nodded, some wept.
Words that spoke of past and it's hard won betterness.
Words that spoke of present realities and needs.
Words that spoke of and inspired hope.
But most of all they spoke of personal responsibility,
and reminded us all that it is this, which we must accept gladly.
He spoke of country,
this great nation,
full of immense beauty.
The beauty of the land that comes from it's people.
It is these people,
who hold these truths firm and do more than dream.
They say "Yes We Can" and work to make ideas real.
And this affirms the American way, an American life.
America the beautiful,
America the brave,
The Amercian dream.
A land,
made of all people,
of all nations,
and of all tribes,
This is what makes the nation so great.
All the differences create one identity.
Where every person of the great country,
can say and know in their heart,
Amercia is me.
I watched a black man walk down the steps,
and stand before a kaleidoscope crowd.
He took an oath and promised to defend this land.
A simple act but in it contains so much.
It renews the faith,
the dreams and hopes,
That were fading, and even dying,
but were help so dear before.
I had lost faith in America,
lost belief in it's possibilities,
forgotten it's hope and the American dream.
I should have known better,
cause this land, these people,
in the end succeed.
To light a path,
to light the way,
for all to see.
This nation of all nations,
shows all that dreams become possibilities,
and in-turn become realities.
I watched a black man walk down the steps,
and he gave a speech.
Not some long-winded sermon,
but short, true and sweet.
The crowd held to every word,
some smiled, some nodded, some wept.
Words that spoke of past and it's hard won betterness.
Words that spoke of present realities and needs.
Words that spoke of and inspired hope.
But most of all they spoke of personal responsibility,
and reminded us all that it is this, which we must accept gladly.
He spoke of country,
this great nation,
full of immense beauty.
The beauty of the land that comes from it's people.
It is these people,
who hold these truths firm and do more than dream.
They say "Yes We Can" and work to make ideas real.
And this affirms the American way, an American life.
America the beautiful,
America the brave,
The Amercian dream.
A land,
made of all people,
of all nations,
and of all tribes,
This is what makes the nation so great.
All the differences create one identity.
Where every person of the great country,
can say and know in their heart,
Amercia is me.
Poem: Cigarettes
" Cigarettes "
Cigarettes, what is wrong with them.
Every government is against them,
though they are perfectly happy to hoard the tax the get from them.
Take these dividends to spend and cover misspent deeds.
Seems like everyone says NO! NO!,
but secretly inside they too want to know the selfish pleasure.
The selfish pleasure of cigarettes.
Rebel, rebel against the P.T.A. hypocritical endocrine.
The P.T.A. moral mongering,
but in the back rooms they are puffing away.
Coffee and cigarettes,
Tea and cigarettes,
Alcohol and cigarettes,
Sex and cigarettes,
It is perfect, it is natural, it is meant to be.
Go on, light up, have a cigarette.
Enjoy it, take pleasure in it.
Feel good about you.
Cigarette, it not a bad habit.
It is a statement to live my life my way.
Cigarettes, what is wrong with them.
Every government is against them,
though they are perfectly happy to hoard the tax the get from them.
Take these dividends to spend and cover misspent deeds.
Seems like everyone says NO! NO!,
but secretly inside they too want to know the selfish pleasure.
The selfish pleasure of cigarettes.
Rebel, rebel against the P.T.A. hypocritical endocrine.
The P.T.A. moral mongering,
but in the back rooms they are puffing away.
Coffee and cigarettes,
Tea and cigarettes,
Alcohol and cigarettes,
Sex and cigarettes,
It is perfect, it is natural, it is meant to be.
Go on, light up, have a cigarette.
Enjoy it, take pleasure in it.
Feel good about you.
Cigarette, it not a bad habit.
It is a statement to live my life my way.
Poem: Say I Love You
" Say I Love You "
If I say "I love you" everyday,
does that make the words mean less.
If I say "I love you", once a year.
Does that make the words mean more.
How about I just say,
I love you.
If I say "I love you" everyday,
does that make the words mean less.
If I say "I love you", once a year.
Does that make the words mean more.
How about I just say,
I love you.
Poem: A Soft Touch
" A Soft Touch "
A soft touch,
a gentle caress,
sends shivers down my spine.
It warms me,
and burns through me.
Lips around me,
covering me.
I let them take me inside.
Take me to heaven,
My turn to return the journey.
Travel to paradise.
A soft touch.
A soft touch,
a gentle caress,
sends shivers down my spine.
It warms me,
and burns through me.
Lips around me,
covering me.
I let them take me inside.
Take me to heaven,
My turn to return the journey.
Travel to paradise.
A soft touch.
Poem: What Is It About
" WHAT IS IT ABOUT "
What is it about sex.
That makes people crazy, lose all sense of reality.
What is it that drives us to sex.
But makes us confused and at times feel guilty,
feel inadequit, feel like we should be in shame.
It is beautiful, sex is.
It is magical, sex is.
It is what we should be.
What is it about sex.
That makes people crazy, lose all sense of reality.
What is it that drives us to sex.
But makes us confused and at times feel guilty,
feel inadequit, feel like we should be in shame.
It is beautiful, sex is.
It is magical, sex is.
It is what we should be.
Poem: Eyes
" Eyes "
Eyes, my god, what we can see in them
read in them.
They are the widows to what we hold inside.
You may laugh,
but your eyes say another thing.
You may show kindness,
but your eyes show the coldness held within.
Eyes, what magic they can display.
What mysteries they hide to show or keep away.
Eyes, my god, what we can see in them
read in them.
They are the widows to what we hold inside.
You may laugh,
but your eyes say another thing.
You may show kindness,
but your eyes show the coldness held within.
Eyes, what magic they can display.
What mysteries they hide to show or keep away.
Poem: We Dream
" We Dream "
Where do dreams come from?
Where do hopes begin?
We hope to dream of better days, better things.
We dream of hope not seen, not filled, not in our lives.
But we lose our self in life,
in the everyday monotone monotony.
We live, we dream.
We live and lose dreams, forgot them.
Is it good?
Is it the reality we seek?
Is there a better truth?
A new reality.
Why don't we stick to what is real,
what is true, what is factual and solid.
Yet we hope,
and yet we dream.
Will it come true, become real,
or not to be.
Where do dreams come from?
Where do hopes begin?
We hope to dream of better days, better things.
We dream of hope not seen, not filled, not in our lives.
But we lose our self in life,
in the everyday monotone monotony.
We live, we dream.
We live and lose dreams, forgot them.
Is it good?
Is it the reality we seek?
Is there a better truth?
A new reality.
Why don't we stick to what is real,
what is true, what is factual and solid.
Yet we hope,
and yet we dream.
Will it come true, become real,
or not to be.
Poem: Women
" Women "
Women, you just can not win.
You want a fuck,
and she wants a relationship.
You want a relationship,
and she wants sex or even worse to be friends.
But oh! they are so delicious,
so heavenly to feel, smell and taste.
So divine to be with, to be in.
In their warmth.
Women, you just can not win.
We men will always and forever lose.
We will always fall at their angelic feet.
Women, you just can not win.
You want a fuck,
and she wants a relationship.
You want a relationship,
and she wants sex or even worse to be friends.
But oh! they are so delicious,
so heavenly to feel, smell and taste.
So divine to be with, to be in.
In their warmth.
Women, you just can not win.
We men will always and forever lose.
We will always fall at their angelic feet.
Sunday, 2 November 2008
Objects of "Art, Interest & Curiousity"
One of the great things about Tokyo and Japan in general is that there are so many objects or statues of Art, Interest and,or Curiousity.
They are in front of buildings, train stations, in parks and in or around different places. Sometimes they are hidden in places your mind would never exspect or even suspect.
In the future I will continue to take more pics of them to bring them to you. Please click the title or this link here to see them: Link>>>> http://picasaweb.google.com/nihon.no.seba/ObjectObBerJay#
Thanks you all.
Tuesday, 30 September 2008
Printing out sheets
Hi everyone,
I know some of you have tried to print the English work-sheets that I made but had some problems with size.
Well, I have fixed those issues and problems so you should be able to print out the sheets now.
Note: when you print them out, set the printer to print the page side ways not the usual length ways. I.e. With the long sides of A4 paper at the top and bottom.
If you still have problems then let me know and I will try to resolve them for you but I am still a little new at this myself.
Have a good day / night, wherever you are.
Syrbastyian
I know some of you have tried to print the English work-sheets that I made but had some problems with size.
Well, I have fixed those issues and problems so you should be able to print out the sheets now.
Note: when you print them out, set the printer to print the page side ways not the usual length ways. I.e. With the long sides of A4 paper at the top and bottom.
If you still have problems then let me know and I will try to resolve them for you but I am still a little new at this myself.
Have a good day / night, wherever you are.
Syrbastyian
Monday, 8 September 2008
Modifiers & Intensifiers
Hi everyone,
I have made some more English worksheets for you to use and practice with.
These ones are about words that make vocabulary stronger or weaker. For example: "This bag is A LITTLE expensive", "This bag is VERY expensive", "(A) bag is MUCH more expensive than (B) bag", etc.
If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me.
Syrbastyian,
To see the sheet please click the "TITLE" or the link >>> http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=p6X_DDMzNbcQnC8_gXRd5TQ&hl=en_GB
I have made some more English worksheets for you to use and practice with.
These ones are about words that make vocabulary stronger or weaker. For example: "This bag is A LITTLE expensive", "This bag is VERY expensive", "(A) bag is MUCH more expensive than (B) bag", etc.
If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me.
Syrbastyian,
To see the sheet please click the "TITLE" or the link >>> http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=p6X_DDMzNbcQnC8_gXRd5TQ&hl=en_GB
Tuesday, 1 July 2008
Telephone English
I have made some telephone English sheets that you can use to practice your English on the telephone.
You can also use it as a back up when you are using the telephone to help with the conversation flow.
To see the sheets either just click the title "Telephone English" above or click the link below.
Now I will explain what you will find on the sheets: the first set of sheets is about "taking & leaving messages" and the second set of sheets is about "getting & giving information". On the sheets you will see (A) and (B); (A) is the company/staff and (B) is the caller/customer.
I hope that you find them useful and that make your English easier.
Syrbastyian
http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=p6X_DDMzNbcTf0sXKt_tHXg
You can also use it as a back up when you are using the telephone to help with the conversation flow.
To see the sheets either just click the title "Telephone English" above or click the link below.
Now I will explain what you will find on the sheets: the first set of sheets is about "taking & leaving messages" and the second set of sheets is about "getting & giving information". On the sheets you will see (A) and (B); (A) is the company/staff and (B) is the caller/customer.
I hope that you find them useful and that make your English easier.
Syrbastyian
http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=p6X_DDMzNbcTf0sXKt_tHXg
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