White
Sunday is a very big deal in American Samoa. It is a Sunday that is
specifically dedicated to the kids of the island. For about a month leading up
to this particular Sunday the kids will practice songs, dances, and memory
verses for White Sunday. White Sunday is very similar to our Christmas Program
at church. The kids are in charge of the whole service. I think that last year
it lasted three hours. I remember it being rather long. All of the kids in the
church participate in it along with the youth. Which yours truly is involved in
and will be performing also.
My
dancing and singing skills are one of a kind to say the least. In other words I
am terrible compared to everyone here. Like these kids are taught how to dance
the second they learn how to walk. They got some skills. I have very little
experience in the dance department. I still participate in these things for two
reasons. Reason number one I get to see and hang out with the people of the
village. My students that I had in previous years I can see them and give them
pure entertainment. Like last night for instance. I had absolutely no idea what
was going on because it was said in Samoan and then I got called out and every
single one of my previous students was seen giggling at me. Reason number two
is because as a teacher I like to put myself in my student’s position
sometimes. See how the feel. What better way to do that then participate in
something that is not in my native tongue. I know what if feels like when you just
don’t understand what people are saying. They can say it five hundred times
over and I still am not going to understand what’s going on. So it helps me understand how my students
feel in my classroom and how I can try and help them.
Now
I am telling you these practices are some kind of interesting for me. First we
have to learn the song in Samoan. We then practice for like an hour working on
the correct pronunciations and such. I usually lip sing and try to learn how to
say the word just in case some one asks me. After we master the song comes the
dances. We spend another hour or so working on the moves. I can’t keep a beat
to save my life so this also is interesting for me. And once again if you don’t
do the move correctly they call you out and make you do it in front of everyone…
These
practices are every night for me until the Sunday so I have been very busy
working on my singing and dancing.
With
Love,
Abby
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