I’ve been busy this week helping our program organize International Day, which consisted of student efforts at creating performances, food, and events associated with various foreign countries. This being Asia, the state of Hawaii and “Cowboy” were somehow considered countries of their own. Also, I witnessed the requisite “oogabooga” dance performance done by male students in blackface, carrying spears and wearing reed skirts (representing South Africa no less). It wasn’t all bad, though. Good fun was had by all. My mind, however, is stuck on only one thing – I’m going to pick up my car on Saturday! I can’t tell you how happy this makes me. Or maybe I can, and hence this post… Let me shut up for a while until I can take some photos of the new ride to brag about.
Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
So did you represent America with some signature badass barbecue, or Japan with some yakiniku for that matter?
If not, then you owe your students a barbecue get together some time after Saturday.
Bad Batz Maru stickers are on their way, heh.