Graduation cranes
I almost forgot to post about something that I'd like to remember.
When Sebastian graduated from kindergarten, the whole class went out for lunch and ice cream at Dairy Queen. I took the day off, and Teri and I went with him. At DQ, I took a paper placemat and folded it into an origami crane (a bird, that is - not a lifting device). I suppose it was inevitable that all eleven kids immediately wanted to have their own crane.
Teri got a stack of placemats, and I spent the rest of the time folding cranes. One woman nearby (not with the group) got interested and tried to learn how to do it; I tried to teach her, but I had to stay at maximum speed in order to get everyone's done before the shuttle came back for the kids.
One of the kids gave her his crane, which was cute, and then promptly asked me for another one. They also started asking for cranes for their sisters, brothers, and parents. Fortunately Teri explained that it just wasn't possible for me to fold so many.
In fact, I didn't even have enough time to fold enough cranes for all the kids! So I stayed at DQ after the kids left, folded several more, and then took them all to the school. There were just exactly enough.
I wonder what their parents thought of those cranes?
When Sebastian graduated from kindergarten, the whole class went out for lunch and ice cream at Dairy Queen. I took the day off, and Teri and I went with him. At DQ, I took a paper placemat and folded it into an origami crane (a bird, that is - not a lifting device). I suppose it was inevitable that all eleven kids immediately wanted to have their own crane.
Teri got a stack of placemats, and I spent the rest of the time folding cranes. One woman nearby (not with the group) got interested and tried to learn how to do it; I tried to teach her, but I had to stay at maximum speed in order to get everyone's done before the shuttle came back for the kids.
One of the kids gave her his crane, which was cute, and then promptly asked me for another one. They also started asking for cranes for their sisters, brothers, and parents. Fortunately Teri explained that it just wasn't possible for me to fold so many.
In fact, I didn't even have enough time to fold enough cranes for all the kids! So I stayed at DQ after the kids left, folded several more, and then took them all to the school. There were just exactly enough.
I wonder what their parents thought of those cranes?