*Flower Party*

Today at tutoring my little 5th grade girls were waiting for me (like usual), and instead of homework they had flowers! I watched them play and fight with each other (which is really quite hilarious), and they were happy that they had me all to their selves before the teen agers showed up. Then Ra Ma Tu showed up (a 4th grade boy), and the party really got started. Outside the apartment are several flower bushes. They all ran outside and picked what seemed like a million flowers. Fragrant roses, vile smelling purple things, dainty white flowers, and cat tails. All these they handed to me, "Sayama, take my flower. Eww, throw that one away." And so they were placed in my hands and then ripped away. It was bundles of fun. No, really. Oh, but it gets better. The girls decided that they should do my hair. A tug her, a twist there, a rubber band at the top. Now it was time for the decorating. All those flowers were now shoved violently into my hair. And Ra Ma Tu was still running in and handing me flowers. My hair was finally done and they rushed me off to the bathroom to take a look. Needless to say, it was the work of 5th grade girls. While they were admiring their handiwork, Tun Tun walked in. And then he was down, laughing at me. I hid my face, laughing myself. I took out all the flowers and rubber bands, the girls protesting loudly. "Sayama no!!" An older girl then decided to french braid my hair which looked much better, although it was just as painful.
I wish I had pictures, because it would be comical to show what happens when there is no homework. But...I dont.
-Gwan