Thanksgiving

It occurred to me the other day that I had forgotten to tell about my thanksgiving. Unlike how it is in the states, were everything is shutdown and school is out, we had to teach…and everyone was excited. My students were excited because we weren’t going to have school the next day (Friday), the teachers were excited because we were going to have a feast that night at Mr. B’s house. Pretty much everyone was excited.

My students were generally annoying and loud and about as hyper as they could be, needless to say teacher was rather frazzled by the end of the day. I had to continually tell them to stop talking, and to sit down and to listen to teacher. I am surprised by the fact that I can be very strict with my kids and they still love me, if I was a soft teacher they would walk all over me (something that I don’t want to have happen). Anyway when the school day was finally over I went back to the apartment and took a well deserved nap…I had been staying up late that entire week, so I was generally tired.

After my nap and a nice refreshing shower, I went into the kitchen to help Becky with the last minute cooking, which included things like mashing potatoes, stirring gravy, getting the stuffing readying, making sure that the pies were ant free, making apple crisp…just small things like that. As it neared 7:00 we were nearly flying around the kitchen trying to get things done. Finally we were ready (even though we were a little late), the only problem that we had now was to get all of the food to Mr. B’s apartment. Now if we had as many arms as an octopus has…this wouldn’t have been a problem, but since we didn’t…we had to ask for help…Marla went first to ask some of the boys to help out…on her way over she bumped into Eric who was on his way to Mr. B’s, he came to our aid…and Becky and I were very happy to see him.

There were like 30 plus people crammed into Mr. B’s apartment…there was so much food too…there were two turkeys, fish, rice, a salad (a rarity let me tell you), fruit, random noodle dishes, vegetables, mashed potatoes and gravy, deserts (more pumpkin pies then anything else…but our homemade pies were by far the best). There was quite a feast and all of us couldn’t wait to eat it. The SM’s were scattered throughout the room sitting on the floor or on the different types of furniture…everyone was hungry and by the looks of things there was plenty of food to go around…for several servings. The food was really good; I haven’t had a thanksgiving meal like that for quite some time…it totally hit the spot...was very different…but good. Now Cabel decided to teach us this really annoying song…like it was stuck in my head for an entire week…but it was so funny to see him, Rusty and Raz singing it…these are the words:
Gobble, Gobble, Gobble
I’m here for a living
Not for thanksgiving
Gobble, Gobble, Gobble
Fat turkeys are we!
He sang it over and over again…so by the end of the night we all new it very well. When it was time to get desert, Marla and I sampled all of the different pumpkin pies and had some apple crisp. By then we were so full…all we could do was sit on the full and talk. I thought about my Aunt Janet, the girls wanted to take pictures so we took pictures and talked and laughed and had to wait for all the cameras to go through…it was just so fun. The boys got a little bit bored and decided to play this basketball video game, we all just sat there and laughed and watched the game. It was just so funny to see…finally it was time to go…all of us were full and were kinda sleepy (eating a lot tends to do that to you)…it was actually a wonderful Thanksgiving and oddly enough I wasn’t terribly homesick…