Carnival turned out to be a big deal. Students and teachers were dressed in costumes they had been working on in school for weeks. Each grade cycle (a two-year span) was a different ancient civilization. The parade though the village was much bigger than I had envisioned. I pictured something similar to my grade-school experience of the Halloween costume parade that snaked through the school and while a big deal, not all that exciting. But this school parade had a crowd of parents and people following them through the village snapping pictures and cheering. The student body, teachers and the crowd of parents ended the parade at the school and each cycle presented a song to the crowd.
Our day, however, began with Scarlett vomiting and October complaining her socks were wet because she had stepped in it. *Sigh* And of course, I had volunteered to help in her classroom that afternoon. She rested an hour, felt as good as new and began counting down the minutes until her sisters returned home for lunch. The carnival celebration was in the afternoon. After experiencing the carnival, I would have been really sad for her to have missed it although I’m not sure the girls would have been as sad. The major feedback I heard about being in the parade was that “It was really squishy!”