At school on Friday we talked to the kids about Fourth of July in simple terms. We pointed out the United States on a map and attempted to explain independence. Mainly we emphasized that the Fourth is a celebration of America’s birthday, which they seemed to understand. We showed them the flag and explained the significance of the stars and stripes.
In each of our kindergarten classes we had the students color their own American flags and decorate printed stars.
Our Canadian co-worker had already gotten to the kiddies on July 1st for “Canada Day” hence the maple leaf face tattoo.
This little one must be partial to her American teacher. I like to think she planned her outfit to coordinate with the holiday. I couldn’t resist the photo-op.
Last night we headed to the beach for our own celebration. We started with some drinks at ex-pat friendly “Thursday Party.” They even had a prominently displayed American flag.
We made our way across the street to see the beautifully lit Gwangali Bridge.
A small and pushy woman peddling fireworks had hit the jackpot with numerous Americans looking for the goods. She shoved the long sticks in my face stating, “HELLO!”
A blatant sign stated “No fireworks on the beach” which the police made a weak attempt at enforcing.
As the police neared, the vendor hid her stash in a nearby garbage can and wandered around looking innocent, as if she wasn’t responsible for the multiple groups shooting off the explosives. Once the police were out of sight she collected her product from the trash and resumed sales. Watching her was almost as entertaining as the fireworks themselves.
Although it wasn’t the dramatic show we’ve seen at home in years past, the Roman candles and sparklers were a welcome taste of the usual event.
Happy Fourth of July!