Going Green

"What is this thing I'm holding in my pocket? It's 6 inches long and has a head. Oh! It's a nail. What's this I'm holding in my other pocket? Yes, It's what you were thinking a moment ago."  

 -said by the school principle during the welcome speech at a provincial                                                         competition.

Green jokes, or dirty jokes, are rampant here and for the most part treated more lightly than back home. Sticklers for political correctness would not survive here, but I've been enjoying humor.


With that in mind, it was time for Junior-Senior Prom. It's a bit different from the prom I went to. More formal if that's possible. To begin with, all the juniors are partnered with a senior. They have a short procession and then line up where the juniors pin a corsage on the seniors, and the seniors light a candle and give it to the juniors. Then there is a program. Oh, how the Filipinos love programs! For every event there is a program. First there is the opening prayer, then a song, then the welcome speech. Then once we're warmed up they call on guest speakers and 36 hours later there is the closing prayer.


Now, since the teachers asked me to be the one to plan the program, it was my first instinct to cut the program completely and go from candle lighting to dancing. So I asked what would happen if there was no program. All I recieved were blank stares until someone said, "No, that's impossible. It's never been done before. There has to be a program." Alright, with that I asked if it would be ok then if we let the students do the speaking since, after all, it is their big night. In the end, we didn't invite any guest speakers OR parents which is usually the case. The students did a great job in delivering their speeches. First was the Senior Class History, a reminiscence of their past four years. Then the Juniors gave the Class Prophecy for the Seniors - where they saw their role models in years to come. Then was the turning of the key, challenge of acceptance, and Senior Legacy. Then finally it was time to dance!

Chairs were cleared. Speakers boomed. Food and mocktails were served. Then came the games, and the reason for the title of this post.


Teachers had told me that in previous years, sometimes the students were shy and refused to dance. So I assinged each of them to come up with a game that we could play if things started to get slow.


The first game introduced had students tie a long eggplant to their waste from a string. Then they had to use it to role a baby tomato across the floor to the finish line.

Next up was egg smashing. This time an egg was tied to the waste of a pair and they had to swing their hips in order to smash the eggs.

Then, the girls were made to feed a raw egg down the shirt of their male partner, all the way down their body, and out the pant leg, taking special care not to break the egg.

CENSORED

And my contribution you might ask? The final game, in order to determine Prom Queen and King. The boys sat in a chair holding a bowl of bananas on their lap. The girls had to eat the bananas (no hands of course). Then they had to switch positions and the boys had to do the same only this time by getting a peanut out of it's shell with no hands. The first to complete were the winners!