ママがyaに与えた何を振動 (Shake What Your Mama Gave Ya)
After months of planning, practicing, preparing, and stressing, Kate-o Sensei's Hula for Japan charity event finally went down over the weekend at Moon Terrace Cafe in Agarizaki. Everyone and their grandmama's baby daddy came out to watch student's, friends, and a gaggle of JETs (MaryAnn, Sammy, Rebekha, Alana, Osborne, Grant) strut their stuff on the dance floor and support victims of the Great East Japan Earthquake that struck the country several months ago.
Speaking of Sammy, she spent most of the day helping MaryAnn get her hair did and practicing for her solo performance at the show later that evening. I guess all that hard work paid off. It's been rumored that, after her sultry performance, several pairs of boxer-briefs came flying from the crowd.
After Sammy's dance came the moment I'd personally been waiting weeks to see: the couple's performance. Kate tried and failed to recruit me to her Hula cause, so dancing with MaryAnn this evening was Grant. He's Hawaiian. He's got the moves that make the panties drop. I've got moves that make me throw my back out. All things considered he was a much more suitable choice. They'd been practicing this dance in our living room for the past couple of weeks and it was awesome to see everything come together out there on the floor. MaryAnn went out there and did the damn thing, but I'd be crazy if I didn't give huge shout outs to Rebekha, Javier, Kate, Osborne, and the aforementioned Grant for wowing us with their smooth Hula moves. I'm almost inspired to take a fake canoe trip.
All the girls came out next for their big number and killed it. Alana looked ridiculously adorable during it all. I'm totally convinced that short, sassy, and charming people will one day inherent the Earth. Guess my days are numbered.
The end was actually the shortest dance, but the sweetest. Everybody came out, with dancers outside on the patio and inside the cafe performing to a Hula Song written in Japanese. It's probably no secret that there are a buttload of Japanese people in Hawaii, but did you know a lot of them happen to be from Okinawa? Word on the street is Hawaii is Okinawa minus the humidity...I guess I know where I'm moving to next.
Congrats to everyone involved for a job well done. I'm pretty sure everyone went home full and happy, and the people of Tohoku will hopefully be pleased to know that we're thinking about them all the way down here in little ole' Okinawa.