SPORTS DAY.

before i launch into my gushing over the gloriousness of sports day, i wanted to tell you i just had my first day tutoring The Man. it was great. he's studying to get a degree of some sort in vocational education even though he already has his phd in industrial engineering (i think...maybe it's his masters) and has already studying methods of industrial education in a bunch of other countries. in order to get this degree, he has to pass an english test. this is where maddy and i come in (she sees him tuesdays, me on thursday). his english isn't very good, but i think his biggest problem is his fear of saying things wrong. us grown ups have such a problem being wrong. this is why kids pwn at learning languages (plus some other stuff, but i think this ability to be wrong and ask questions is one of the biggest things kids have going for them).

ok ok sports day time. this day is phenomenal. it's like homecoming plus lip sync plus dancing plus speed. the kids have been working on this pretty much since the beginning of school. during 9th period--from 3:10 to 4, when nobody has class but nobody can leave school--they've been grouping according to their colors, either yellow, red, pink, green, blue, or pink. i'm pretty sure the school assigned these colors. they've been banging on drums, clapping their hands and chanting for no discernible reason.

today, we found out why. (go watch the video at the end. i know i'm demanding and i should really embed the video right here in the middle, but i didn't so you can just scroll and check it out a little ways down.)

each team has its own chant and a set of girls dance in the middle of the field in front of the whole school to their team's chant. their make up was INSANE. these girls are 16 years old--18 at best! most of these made up girls are my students and i spent half the morning trying to figure out who was whom. my favorite lady boy was dressed in his lady get up today. he was gorgeous, of course.

one of the biggest downsides to only seeing my kids once a week for an hour is that i never get to know them. it was awesome seeing'em outside the classroom today, absolutely rockin' it. a bunch of my boys who can't speak english for crap are excellent atheletes. go figure, eh?

seriously, watch the video. sorry for the butt shots.