Friday, September 9, 2011

IT'S CHUSEOK TIME.

I am vacation-izing myself for this (four-day) weekend. Vacation-i-zation is a delicate process that involves a lot of wearing of basketball short/sweat pants depending on the season, very few alarm clocks, and in this context, no communication with anyone under 5ft tall.

Holidays, especially the ones celebrating traditions mean that the kids wear their han-bok (pronounced book) to school. That's their traditional robes that they wear when they bow to the elders in their family. They wore their robes for Chuseok (pronounced chew-suh-k (it helps to stick out your chin when saying the chew, and then push your chin as far back as possible for the suh-k)) last Wednesday at school and we made traditional foods and played games with the kids.

Here are a plethora of pictures:




Above is Andrew doing his "I'm not tryin to even hear that" move. Below is the newly combined Cambridge and Yale class waiting for the festivities to start. Michelle (second from the right) sums up the feeling in the room nicely.


I like this picture below compared to the picture above. I notice two things: 1. Daniel is still trying to master those buttons, and 2. I must have realized how bored they were and instigated a round of 'the hand game' which is where I have all the kids riase their hands over their heads and count off 1,2,3 and then on three the kids all slap their hands down on the table. The game is to see who can keep their hands perfectly still for the longest. It started as a way to combat the one-kid-playing-with-a-toy-under-the-table situation, but now they think it's a real game and are always excited to play.





Melody, 4, with a traditional head band as well. 


Below, Eddie and Aiden, 4 years old watching a teacher explain a game. 


The kids then changed out of their clothes and into aprons for to make a traditional Korean food that's sesame seeds and honey wrapped in rice dough. Here's Andy and Eugene getting ready to Karate-cook. 


These girls don't look super psyched to be cooking but they were. 



I've never seen cooking sleves before, but we have them and their our famous bright yellow color. 


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