Who says Mondays have to be terrible? Even my classes were exciting today! In History we had our first lecture from the other professor who is uberly enthusiastic and great at engaging the audience. Except that he kept throwing questions at us about New Zealand and all of the Americans could only sit there dumb only knowing the bits here and there of their history. :/ In literature, the handy dandy knowledge of farm animals pays off when the entire class couldn't figure out what a "broody resistant" hen was.. Ah, silly city people, when will they learn?
Brittany and I were shocked to find out that Rachel had never had French toast. As the obvious solution we created a flat-wide French toast party! We managed to use up almost the entire loaf of bread that I had just bought, but it was so worth it.
Ruth, me and Brittany creating the delicious amazingness!
Rachel and me enjoying the deliciousness among our many topping choices.
Ruth even attempted to make her french toast extra happy-with a smiley face! Except all the sugar melted as she created it.. oops
Afterwards we all went to Ucandance again. Monday nights are the advance lessons(gulp) for members who have been doing it a little longer then Brittany and I have, but we were told we would be most welcome to come and learn even though we just started. We started out with MJ again, something I can mostly manage to do properly. The hardest, and most fun, moves we learned tonight were two different dips, the one was pretty basic(and therefore hardest for me to learn, I really need to learn to stop over thinking things!) and the second one was actually two dips in one. The first have you dip just a little, and then you switch your hand position and dip as far as you can go. So much fun!
Just as I was getting confident with MJ they switched us up and started teaching us Salsa. We were just learning basic turns and such, but for some reason I just couldn't get it to flow(again with the over thinking!). I still had a lot of fun, just I'm going to need a lot more practice. After the lessons we always have a sorta free dance time. I danced a few dances, before they started doing a Rueda. Rueda is a type of circle dancing...and it's pure chaos! Even though I've watched it three times now, I really really didn't want to try it until I understood it better. Sadly, this didn't happen, at all. The guy I was dancing with at the end of the last song, grabbed my hand and all of a sudden I'm in the circle! Ah! I apologized to each new partner I got, stammering out how I had NO idea what I was doing or what was going on. The song seemed to last forever as I faked my way through steps I didn't understand, and was spun from guy to guy. I'm incredibly thankful to those that pointed me in the right direction when it was my turn to move. Finally the song ended, leaving me breathe-less but eager to try again. Maybe I'm glutton for punishment, but as chaotic and confused as I was, Roeda was so much fun! Can't wait for Thursday to try again!
Afterwards we all went out to someone's house to hang out for a bit. As soon as I sat down one of the guys asks me about how I feel about corn subsidizes. Wait what?! I'm used to being asked about the president, healthcare, or the oil spill. You know, those normal controversial topics, not corn! Once again I thank my lucky stars(and my wonderful parents!) that I'm a farm girl and was actually able to carry out a intelligent discussion about it. They didn't believe me when I told them most people don't know anything about them, that most Americans are quite ignorant about that subject. And that therefore it's not something everyone sits around discussing. It reminded me of last Thursday when I danced with Josh for the first time and the first thing he jokingly asked me if I knew Europe was not a country. It makes me really sad that these are the stereotypes that people make of Americans, and even sadder that a lot of them are true. This handful New Zealand Uni students know more about our farm subsidizes then my entire biology class last semester put together.
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