June 20th: Mike's bon voyage banquet
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 277
Woke around half past 11, made the rest of the pancakes (cheers, Barb Willis!) wiled away time watching Episode II, which after seeing Episode III, I like a lot more. Hayden Christensen's performance makes a lot more sense, the acting doesn't seem as bad, nor the lines as awful. I can view it for what it is instead of weighing against my own excitement.
chinese work much harder than americans?
mike outside of century mart being chinese
toast assailed by a chevishing statue at century mart
I prepared stuff to give to students, music to play, snacks to take, important stuff for the last week. I tracked down the principal to get his signature of authority for the plane ticket reimbursement. We chatted in between his phone calls and secretrarial folk bringing documents in to show him. I thanked him for the opportunity to teach at his school, gave him the email addresses of Rhys and Jeni so that when the new teachers got here, they could all meet up.
I tried to then give it to Rose, but she was teaching. I noticed most of the junior 1 students were outside doing some sort of lawn work, so I went down to visit with them. Ben came running out from behind a bush shrieking and rubbing his arm. "What is it? Bee?"
"No," the other students said, and tapped their forehead trying to think of the English word for Ben's assailant. I went over to the bush and a few boys were pointing. A toad hopped out. "A frog? Come on, Ben." I caught it, walked it down to the pond and deposited it into the water. Students here and there were pulling weeds and collecting bits of trash. I ran into some of the apathy crew; Noodles wanted the Gameboy back. I told him "Tough."
On the way out, Harry and his classmates flagged me down, apologized for talking. "Ok," I said. "Then we will have a party on Wednesday." They cheered. I played hackeysack with them for a minute then rode off. At the middle school, we sat in the AC, had a couple beers until 6pm. For Mike's farewell meal, he wanted hotpot.
They sat us at the table in front of the AC blower, and ordered some meats, potato, tofu, cucumber, and of course cold Tsingtao. We even ordered some cold dishes, strips of tofu in oil and cilantro (which I haven't had since the Christmas banquet in Nantong) and a barbecued pork. Delicious. No table dared wage a ganbei war on us, so we were able to enjoy our meal. Erin showed up for beer, but had no interest in the dead animal broth in the center of the table.We toasted Mike, wished him well, heartily laughed and waxed nostalgic.
heather n mike
rhys and jeni
toast n mike
Afterwards we obtained more fireworks, let them off in front of the tents again, let Lao Ban do the dirty work. Not two seconds after the fireworks ended, a guy with a bike cart scooped it up. I kept expecting one final burst from the box, he had picked it up that quickly. Then we headed to the ice cream place across from the middle school, let off some bangers called "Petards" which had a curious pirate graphic on the outside.
the ice cream fondue fiasco
The chocolate fondue in the picture is not what we actually received. Instaed there was a red and green jelly heated under a candle, with ice cream, Pocky, tiny star cookies, and melon balls in curved dishes around it. When will we silly white people realize that the picture does not actually resemble the food item you will receive? Oh well. Bellies full, we retired into Heather's room for a Mike's choice screening of "Napoleon Dynamite." He left before the end, exhaustion claiming him. The rest of us followed shortly thereafter.
Woke around half past 11, made the rest of the pancakes (cheers, Barb Willis!) wiled away time watching Episode II, which after seeing Episode III, I like a lot more. Hayden Christensen's performance makes a lot more sense, the acting doesn't seem as bad, nor the lines as awful. I can view it for what it is instead of weighing against my own excitement.
chinese work much harder than americans?
mike outside of century mart being chinese
toast assailed by a chevishing statue at century mart
I prepared stuff to give to students, music to play, snacks to take, important stuff for the last week. I tracked down the principal to get his signature of authority for the plane ticket reimbursement. We chatted in between his phone calls and secretrarial folk bringing documents in to show him. I thanked him for the opportunity to teach at his school, gave him the email addresses of Rhys and Jeni so that when the new teachers got here, they could all meet up.
I tried to then give it to Rose, but she was teaching. I noticed most of the junior 1 students were outside doing some sort of lawn work, so I went down to visit with them. Ben came running out from behind a bush shrieking and rubbing his arm. "What is it? Bee?"
"No," the other students said, and tapped their forehead trying to think of the English word for Ben's assailant. I went over to the bush and a few boys were pointing. A toad hopped out. "A frog? Come on, Ben." I caught it, walked it down to the pond and deposited it into the water. Students here and there were pulling weeds and collecting bits of trash. I ran into some of the apathy crew; Noodles wanted the Gameboy back. I told him "Tough."
On the way out, Harry and his classmates flagged me down, apologized for talking. "Ok," I said. "Then we will have a party on Wednesday." They cheered. I played hackeysack with them for a minute then rode off. At the middle school, we sat in the AC, had a couple beers until 6pm. For Mike's farewell meal, he wanted hotpot.
They sat us at the table in front of the AC blower, and ordered some meats, potato, tofu, cucumber, and of course cold Tsingtao. We even ordered some cold dishes, strips of tofu in oil and cilantro (which I haven't had since the Christmas banquet in Nantong) and a barbecued pork. Delicious. No table dared wage a ganbei war on us, so we were able to enjoy our meal. Erin showed up for beer, but had no interest in the dead animal broth in the center of the table.We toasted Mike, wished him well, heartily laughed and waxed nostalgic.
heather n mike
rhys and jeni
toast n mike
Afterwards we obtained more fireworks, let them off in front of the tents again, let Lao Ban do the dirty work. Not two seconds after the fireworks ended, a guy with a bike cart scooped it up. I kept expecting one final burst from the box, he had picked it up that quickly. Then we headed to the ice cream place across from the middle school, let off some bangers called "Petards" which had a curious pirate graphic on the outside.
the ice cream fondue fiasco
The chocolate fondue in the picture is not what we actually received. Instaed there was a red and green jelly heated under a candle, with ice cream, Pocky, tiny star cookies, and melon balls in curved dishes around it. When will we silly white people realize that the picture does not actually resemble the food item you will receive? Oh well. Bellies full, we retired into Heather's room for a Mike's choice screening of "Napoleon Dynamite." He left before the end, exhaustion claiming him. The rest of us followed shortly thereafter.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 6/20/2005 01:18:00 AM ]
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