Blogging through travel and adventure and now into motherhood in suburbia. Not sure yet which is more scary.
Thursday, September 09, 2004
Today we went to E-Mart with the preschool kids on an outing. Don’t ask me whey E-Mart is an outing…I don’t come up with this stuff. I just supervise it. Our string of six Ding Ding Dang buses pulled up in front of the store at about 10:30 in the morning. About hundred kids, ranging from 4 to 7 years old, and a half dozen teachers traipsed into the unsuspecting store. All the kids were wearing their little Ding Ding Dang outfits, which are orange and sport cartoon ducks on the front. (*Interesting sidenote: The man who founded and owns Ding Ding Dang also owns a chain of Chinese schools, aptly named Ping Ping Pang. This man recently had a baby boy. The boy’s name is Bing. Bing the future president of the P/Ding P/Ding P/Dang empire. Ahem.) The idea behind this excursion was that each child would have a 1,000 won note to spend on whatever their hearts desired. We went to the grocery section first to secure Leo’s Cheetos and then on to find Mark’s ruler and Hoya’s pens. We stopped at the seafood market and looked at the King crabs and of course partook in all the samples available. We read books, played with toys, ran amok, went pee, drank water, cried, fought, complained about our rulers/pens/cheetos, and disturbed all the other patrons in the store. It was great. I had a raging headache by the end of it and I didn’t even get a Cheeto. Humph.
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