Peeling grapes is messy business. Grape juice stains like whoa. The tips of my fingers are stained purple and grape skin is still stuffed up under my fingernails. Yuck.
What I do for my students, huh? Tomorrow I'll be playing the
Dead Man game with the kids at Kuroiwa Junior High. I'll be going in full force: darkish room, pumpkins, fake spiderweb pulled over the doorway, and scary sound effects playing on a hidden CD player. However, whether this will be lame or awesome remains to be seen. This really is a game for elementary kids and I'm worried that the middle school kids will be less than enthused. Well, I'm not so much worried about the 1st or 2nd years as I am about the 3rd years. They're a tough crowd. But we'll see. If not scary, I'm hoping for at the very least amusing. Here are my dead man's body parts:
- Hair: wet spaghetti noodles (dyed green for the reveal)
- Brain: ground beef shaped into a brain with clearly distinguishable right and left lobes
- Fingernails: bits of carrots
- Eyes: peeled grapes
- Pet spider: stuffed spider complete with furry midsection and pose-able legs
I've cut hand-sized holes in cardboard boxes that I'll use to house the items in since the room will be less than dark. Tomorrow promises to be cloudy and rainy so I hope it'll be a little darker than normal in the computer room (damn you Japanese schools with all your windows!) Come on cloud cover! I've never wanted it to be cloudy so much in my life.
I'll also play this game with the Ogawa Elementary kids on Monday. I think they're going to get a kick out of it. The Sakawa Elementary kids loved my pumpkins.
Of course, I took these pics when I had just finished carving them and they're a little worse for wear now, but I keep them in the fridge at night and that seems to be slowing the rotting process a bit. Let's hope at the very least these things will last until Monday for Ogawa.
I have no idea what I'm going to do with the Devil Class of Death (Tokano 5th years) on Friday. I'm dreading this like you wouldn't believe. I'd rather catch a virus that makes me puke my guts out every three hours for a week than teach this one 40-minute lesson. I have to do weather with them. Weather. Kill me. Please, someone just kill me.
Really, it's that horrible. I don't wanna do it!