It’s our last day teaching the Bible lesson, so we rounded out with something all kids love: turning water into wine. As Isaiah said, it’s good for your digestion. (And Yoshie translated that! The mothers and older kids laughed.) No, really, this was the last “normal” day. Tomorrow we’ll be cooking tacos for an American lunch. Sad, isn’t it?
Either way, we had a smaller group, again thanks to swimming lessons, I think. My hope is tomorrow we’ll see more kids, but I’m worried they’ll stay home if it rains. The dark clouds have been hanging at a distance all day.
I was in a mixed class today, since Mike only had one student and I would’ve had seven by myself. The over-active Yuki was back, and I corralled him while Mike taught color, shape, and number bingo. It actually went quite well, and when he and I enjoyed some “Melon Float Time” or メロンフロット会 as I called it, I found out that was much easier for him. First Kitchen is a great place for an end-of-day heart-to-heart meeting, no?
The afternoon was spend walking mostly aimlessly about Tachikawa station, because apparently sixty tortillas isn’t enough, we need something like eighty or ninety. And this store’s salsa isn’t just right, we need to go to that store. Never go shopping with eight people, you won’t accomplish anything.
Well, we did accomplish something, pikura! Per tradition, we made bookmarks with pikura booth photos on them for all the kids and moms at VBS. And, of course, Carolyn and I had to do our own. Note to self, decrease the exposure as much as possible when two very white people are the only ones in the photo booth. The flash will kill you!
I’d love to add photos for today, since I do have the camera, but I’m running late on time, so I’ll have to do a retrospective. I hope to have some videos of Marron, the Hosokawa’s cat too!
