school Christmas program pictures

The kids Christmas program at school was interesting this year. Simon's class sang lots of songs about Hanukkah, which seems strange to me since in spite of all the religion on this island, I haven't met any Jewish people. At least he's getting exposed to it now though.

And Everett was learning about the Great Depression this quarter so they dressed up like hobos and sang some folksy songs including "Big Rock Candy Mountain." He was very impressed when I told him I had actually been there!

if only

Everett gets on these kicks where he talks nonstop. It happens a lot: somewhere in the neighborhood of every waking moment. Oddly enough, I tend to tune him out at times. I find myself mindlessly agreeing to all kinds of absurd things, like a plan to build a rocket/submarine in order to explore the depths of the ocean and the far reaches of outer space. And then I have to quickly backtrack.

Anyway, I'm starting to wise up. This morning I was definitely paying attention. I was so amused I wrote the whole thing down while I was driving (Yes, it's entirely safe. Especially when traffic is moving at the furious speed of 15 mph).

So it went like this, "If only I were a better engineer, I could give the people of American Samoa a present - except most people here don't have coats - but I could give them a white Christmas. I'd have to fashion some kind of hyper shield or something to keep the snow from turning back into water. Records indicate there will be lots of water, I just need to make it turn into snow."

"Seriously. All I need to know is how to use some things that I'm not allowed to use yet."

Yes, there you have it. My 9-year old is convinced he can make snow on a tropical island. It's just those pesky adults and their rules that prevent all the fun. Well, and that whole thing about only being an average engineer. He really needs to get on top of that.

a blog award

Thanks to our friends over at Dughallmor Beagles (who, incidentally, have the most adorable prize-winning beagles and post beautiful pictures of Scotland just to make us all jealous), we've been given the "I ♥ your blog" award!

And we're going to pass this award on to the blogs we ♥ too: all of the blogs listed on the right side of the page. 'Cause if we didn't ♥ you we wouldn't link to you!

things that amuse me, part whatever

I don't even know what to say. I'm just wondering how effective all these signs are.

plumerias and posts

When we first went on vacation to Hawaii plumerias (pua in Samoan, or sometimes called frangipani) were our favorite tropical flower. So when we moved here, Clif found out how to grow them and started a tree in a pot. It's now in the biggest pot we can buy and has almost no room left to grow. And that tree started a small obsession. We now have about 10 plumerias growing in pots in front of our house: rainbow, red, orange, white, and dark pink color variations. Because we've started them from cuttings, we don't actually know the real names of them, but they are all beautiful!

Our big tree had this gorgeous bunch of blooms on it the other day.

And by way of an update for those of you crazy folks who don't use RSS feeds, I actually have been blogging a bit even though it doesn't look like it. I've completely given up on posting in chronological order so I've just been doing things as I like and back-dating to the right day. Which means there are some new Arts Festival posts back in July (almost done!) and I finally got around to uploading photos of the Tattoo Fest from October.

things that amuse me, part election

I was going home the other day, which happened to be the evening of the gubernatorial run-off, and drove by a fale with people counting votes on chalkboards.

I guess I expected a different system. It seems fair: people were milling around, it's not like you could cheat easily, but tally marks? on a chalkboard? like we did in yearbook class when we counted up who won most like to succeed, best dressed, worst driver, best smile, etc. at the end of the year? I just wasn't expecting that.

(s)election day

I wasn't expecting election day in American Samoa to be much different than election day everywhere else. I don't know what I was thinking. Everything is different here!

Most residents here are U.S. nationals as opposed to U.S. citizens so they don't get to vote in the presidential election. And in order to vote in the local election, a person has to have lived here for 2 years. Most palagis don't make it that long on our little island paradise since the typical government contract is two years total. So we voted via absentee ballot. This is my favorite part about mine:

Anyway, the local races are very different than a typical U.S. campaign. I heard almost no mud-slinging, heard just a few ads, and most campaigning tended to revolve around free food: have a bbq and talk to the people! It seems very wholesome and old-fashionedy to me. Even though I didn't participate and some see it as a way for the guy with the most money to buy votes by feeding people, I liked it.

On election day, the feeding of the masses was still happening. Our street has a bunch of fales on it. Coming from my house, the first fale on the street was the polling place. They had caution tape around the outside edge to prevent people from coming in the wrong area. And the voting booths were sections separated by fabric wrapped around a few posts of the fale.

Right next to that fale were seven or eight tents set up in front of the other fales with barbeques and sytrofoam containers full of food.

On my way to work (at 7:30am), I turned down at least 5 plates of food, but one place was so insistent I ended up with one. Not that I'm complaining; Samoans definitely know how to barbeque. I've never had better barbequed chicken than the stuff you can get on the side of the road here (and the best part is that when you do have to pay for it, it's only $3 for a plate big enough to feed 2 adults). But I've never seen anything like this in the U.S. In fact, coming from a traditionally red state, I never saw much campaigning at all outside of TV and radio ads. And I was definitely never given a free lunch for breakfast.


Other random tidbits about election day:

- In AS, every government employee who is eligible to vote, gets 2 hours off of work, either at the beginning or ending of the work day so that they can. Cool.

- Simon thinks it's not fair to make the candidates race to become president. Because the fastest will always win and don't we want the smartest?

- Go Obama! I wasn't the biggest Obama fan in the beginning, favoring Hilary to win the Democratic slot, but he grew on me. Even in spite of the fact that every picture of him is shot from below and shows him staring dreamily out into the distance. And I think that even though he has his work cut out for him, there's a great deal of hope resting on his presidency. Which is much more than I can say for the other guy.