The whole smelling good saga continues. When I went to Melf's house last week she wrote back and noted that her guest room smelled really good after I left. There are no words for how freaky this is. I didn't even bring any of my lotions and sprays and falderal. So I talked her into going to Hiroshima on Sunday so we could hit the Body Shop and she could buy things and I could get some facial scrub. (God, I'm such a girl!) But it was closed! Oh no! The only other one I know is in Osaka!
And of course at elementary schools the children continue to do freaky things like shake my hand and then practically stick their fingers up their nose to get a whiff.
And today we taught the first years at the JHS capital letters from O to Z. We passed back their quizzes that we put scratch and sniff stickers on. This time were pickle stickers....guess they didn't really like the smell since they were all going "stinky!" with great glee. So since we'd just covered the letters I told them that one way to say stinky in English is to say "P U!"
And of course at elementary schools the children continue to do freaky things like shake my hand and then practically stick their fingers up their nose to get a whiff.
And today we taught the first years at the JHS capital letters from O to Z. We passed back their quizzes that we put scratch and sniff stickers on. This time were pickle stickers....guess they didn't really like the smell since they were all going "stinky!" with great glee. So since we'd just covered the letters I told them that one way to say stinky in English is to say "P U!"