Last night my flatmate, Derick and I had the opportunity to help out with the English Club at Cheb that a few ESI teachers were having. This is a common ministry here that allows us to meet and hang out with students outside of school, speak English and have a fun time. They were expecting close to 30+ people so they asked me and Derick to come to help as native speakers of English.
It ended up being around 20 but still a really big group and it was a lot of fun. We had tons of cookies, crackers, drinks and other snacks to chow down on and I got to meet a bunch of students who speak English stunningly well. Being able to carry on a conversation with a person here is a precious thing that I do not take for granted.
So a funny historical quirk of our area is that during Communist times, even though the Czech Republic is 94% ethnically Czech, they invited people from Vietnam, a fellow Communist nation, to come and live and work in the country. So now there is a small but noticeable minority of Vietnamese in town and in our school. Many of the students who came last night were Vietnamese.
I don’t know how it started but everyone started trying to teach the group various dances at the beginning of the evening. We got started with some country “Cotton-Eye Joe” stuff, took a detour to waltzing and Czech dancing, and eventually settled down to learn “Hoedown Throwdown” straight from Hannah Montana. So I got to watch a bunch of Czech students learn this dance and do this last night as it was being taught by a Vietnamese student.
All I have to say to this is God has a sense of humor that makes me look like an old stiff.