I decided to share some American culture with my host family. We had a Thanksgiving Dinner last night! The other art teacher and her partner joined. I made ridiculous paper Pilgrim hats and Native American headdresses for everyone to wear. (I promised them that we actually do this in the US). At dinner I read the Thanksgiving story, we made our own mad lib story version while passing around a paper hand turkey and writing down what we were thankful for. If it wasn’t for the plate of stinky cheeses, the rice pudding, bread pudding and port it would have looked like any other house in the states. Dinner lasted for several hours and at 1:30 am we decided to call it and head to bed.
It was great to share a part of my culture with my host family. We talked about American football, pumpkin pies, Converse all-stars, the Wonder Years and PB & J sandwichs, things that seemed so foriegn to them. Like the Thanksgiving spent in New Mexico, this past Thanksgiving will be special. Two different cultures talking and laughing over food, the true idea of the holiday. Cheers!