Sunday went to Vik’s local market and bought another puzzle for Doris, just a princess Disney thing with 12 cubes that make a picture and every side of the cube makes a different scene. She loves it but doesn’t help the single child syndrome as much as I’d hoped the other one would!! I also got her some cute little rubbers and one of those pencils with blue, red, yellow, and green lead that we all loved as kids…her not so much!
Caught the bus home and had a little while to relax and plan for next weeks lessons before a few of her friends arrived for a little party…to which I realised the parents including Jessica expected me to be the host, entertainer, babysitter, and “I’m enjoying myself so much” person because I’m the English teacher. I played a few games with them and just tried to interact as positively as I could but it just gets so draining when every child thinks they are the most important thing on this planet and every parent agrees!
They also had arranged vegetables in the kitchen to which I was asked to make the same salad my mum made when she visited! The salad was fine but I wasn’t sure about the measurements of vinegar, soy sauce, and sugar for the dressing so took a bit of mixing to get right and although they made a few faces when they ate it I’m pretty sure it was because they couldn’t believe they were eating vegetables raw rather then the dressing was poisoning them, because I thought it was great if I don’t say so myself!
After a huge dinner we had the cake that looked amazing with enough cream to clot 100 hearts. Jessica had bought a candle that no one knew really what to expect from it….hard to explain but 7 little candles leaning in so that their wicks met over a plastic fake mini cake with a string coming out of it like dynamite. What happened when they lit it I found hilarious. The candles all lit in a pretty flame then nothing happened for a while. All of a sudden the string caught fire and happy birthday started playing from whom knows where. At the same time there was an explosion from the fake plastic cake and the middle of the plastic melted and erupted in some form of sparkler to add to the one flame, the candles flew out to the sides and started spinning round with little flags coming off them and all I could focus on was the smell of poison burning plastic and watch it drip black drips onto the cake Hahaha, when it exploded all the parents cheered as if it was Christmas while all the children cowered in their seats so I’m still deciding who the candle was actually bought for!!!
After we’d all had some cake the children were allowed to massacre it and the more cake they got on the floor and their white dresses and the lounges the funnier it seemed to be for the parents with their happy snappy cameras, so I cleared out and let them be for the rest of the night, feeling sorry for the poor maid who had no idea what she was in for the next morning as it was her day off.