Christmas

Well, it is the Christmas holidays. Marni and I are eagerly anticipating Vic and Kathleen's arrival. Yes, even I am awaiting the visit of the Mother-in-law. I am sure she is carrying maple syrup. One of my students thought that was like oil that kept Canadians alive.

It certainly feels like Christmas....with the 30 degree temperatures, the school-wide pool party and frequent deluges. Our predominantly Muslim students were belting out carols about Jesus without skipping a beat. Some Upper School students did a wonderful rendition of 'Smoke on the Water' by Deep Purple for the Fine Arts night.

We had report cards due on Friday, too. If anyone back home wants to complain about the amount of work you do for report cards- SUCK IT UP!! Apparently, our parents (of whom many cannot speak English) will go through our comments with a fine-toothed comb to find mistakes. I am sure that doesn't really happen but the amount of time I went through proofreading comments was staggering. And, because of our 'top notch' computer system there was nary a mistake. I hope you feel the oozing sarcasm from these sentences.

We had a little shindig today for some friends. I am sure it is strange for people to come to school holding bags of liquor. It is really just a regular day for me. We tried a Durian doughnut. It smelled like Blue Cheese and tasted like (what I will assume) shit!

But, Thursday we are off to Bali. I know, I know, screw me for not getting stuck in the driveway or having to shovel snow. But, I must say, a tropical Christmas is very strange.

Special thanks to Wendy, James, Barb and Shawn for sending us the old, ugly candlestick. It was broken in several places but what do you expect, they sent it in September and it arrived this past Friday. They also sent us some rats, tampons and Canadian stickers. Apparently, the candlestick is a hit. Some of our friends really liked it. Unfortunately, it will be evidence in the mail fraud case against them for not correctly identifying the packages contents.

Anyway, Happy Holidays to you all. We miss you very much. Not equally, but you are all missed in varying degrees.