On Wednesday, I was at KPS, and towards the end of the day as I was marking classwork, one of the teachers told me to go to the Grade 2 classroom to celebrate a few Grade R birthdays. I went in, and 2 kids were sitting in the front of the room, wearing sparkly gold hats with a massive birthday cake, cookies, and popcorn in front of them.
I grabbed a seat at one of the learner desks, and sat back to enjoy the singing and wonder how long until I would get some cake. Yum! However, being at a SAfrican party means that the singing and dancing had to last for awhile. The kids and teachers sang about a dozen songs, sometimes more than once. A few teachers got into it, dancing, singing, yelling, twirling, and flailing. Probably an hour later, after many speeches by teachers, friends, and the two birthday kids, the adults started handing out popcorn and cookies.
One of the cooks came in with two knives, which they handed to the six year old birthday kids. The kids then cut a piece of cake while all the kids sang, danced, and cheered. One of the teachers decided the pieces weren’t big enough, so she cut off a large corner of the cake and set it in the kids handed. Then the cheering reached a high and the 2 birthday kids started shoving cake in their mouths, trying to eat it as fast as possible. The boy started choking and nearly vomited all over the cake…yum, right?
Finally, the started handing out the cake. I was quite surprised that they handed the cake out to all the kids first, then waited a bit before presenting me with a piece. Usually people think I’m the super-honored guest and give me food first. It was nice to see the kids come first for once. But I finally did get a piece of cake, and it was pretty yummy.
Of course, after I started eating cake, a teacher came up to me and asked for 5 rand. Oh Africa….