I've only one student this semester; the house is quieter and neater and, although I now have to live closer-to-the-bone, I'm enjoying it. She's a wonderful kid: so amazingly easy to live with, neat and quiet, thinks everything I cook is delicious, does the dishes without having to be told AND -- something virtually unheard of in the world of Asian students -- she does not leave a mess in the bathroom. (I shall have to video tape her explanation of such so we can use it as a teaching aid for all future Asian students.)
She came bearing little gifts from home for me -- 3 Furoshiki (Japanese fabric squares used to wrap gifts in), a warm undershirt and something that's always a favorite gift from my students -- weird and unusual food stuffs. Look at it all! Ain't it fun? I could play a foodie version of Russian roulette!