This weekend our college opened its doors to the general public and prospective students and their parents to the campus. These “Open Days” take place every year and visitors to Open Days can meet us students and hear firsthand about life at LPC and the aims of UWC. The Open Day was mainly organized by students and almost everybody participated – either as a receptionist, a tour guide or performer. The gate was open to the constant inflow of visitors and little booths with flyers, information and available “tour guides” were set up at the entrance. A UWCs Information Presentation with a question and answer session was given in English and Cantonese in the assembly hall.
It was a sunny day, the campus was decorated with display boards regarding UWC Life. The grass in the courtyard had been covered with a grey carpet, serving as a stage for our student performances. Our tour guides showed the visitors around, took them to the residential blocks (and to our “showroom”), the canteen and to the courtyard to watch the performances. Instruments were played, songs were song, our dance teams amazed the audience with their moves and the theater group performed a beautiful play with roots in Africa.
It was great to talk to prospective students, answer their questions about school life, the IB and share our stories. Even though we have only been here for a little more than a month, it felt as if we have been living here for years.
After all visitors had left, Joseph (from the UK), Mai (from Norway/Japan) and me went to the Block 2 dayroom to have Japanese dinner together. Mai and Joseph had already prepared the ingredients, traditional Japanese soba noodles made from buckwheat flour, dipping sauce and ocra. And while Joseph was making miso soup for us, Mai cut the ocra in small pieces to put on our soba. We listened to Japanese Jazz (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yxYRJEeN6Gg) and the in the very moment our noodles were boiled, we added the sauce, quickly sat down and emptied our bowl within seconds. None of us even looked up from the bowl until it was finished. I must confess, that I love soba. The nutty aroma of the buckwheat, the perfect chewiness of the noodles, the spicy sauce… After our lovely dinner we spent a little time reflecting upon the performance of a young Mongolian boy in the show “China’s got talent” and Jospeh and Mai performed a dance to a traditional Japanese song for me.
We concluded the evening with a sweet cup of Chai Latte, together with my Turkish second-year Cengiz and co-year Belce. Lots and lots of more culinary experiences are yet to come. 😉