into this . . .
Our hall of 1000 paper cranes was just beautiful. The cranes were painstakingly folded and refolded by several of our teens. They strung them and added beaded weights. Walking through them was simply magical.
The unexpected heat wave created challenges we had not anticipated, but homeschoolers are a tough lot and we weren’t going to let the inside temperatures of over 100 degrees stop us from transforming the Finnish Hall. . .
The pagodas were hand drawn by moi then cut out of corrugated cardboard purchased from stumps prom. We then glued parchment paper to the back and lit them with twinkle lights.The discs were made from giant hula hoops which I sketched the symbols on. One of our moms hand painted the symbols. Being the daughter of a sign-maker really shines through!
The amazing table decorations were orchestrated by our homeschool coordinator. The teens spent hours pinning red ribbons to the chair covers and tying bows to vases and napkins! We couldn’t pull this off without the combined efforts of all the hardworking and generous people involved. A minor catastrophe was rescued when a mom drove to get 3 more vases when two of ours broke after a table collapsed. The vases held (mostly) live gold-fish which we then gave away to (mostly) willing homes. To those of you who were upset by the loss of some of the fish, I promise a short, but respectful funeral transpired. We will take your concerns to heart and not have live animals at another event. Our surviving fishy is doing well, her name is “Sprinkling”.
Here is a silhouette cut from corrugated paper, and one more disc with lights behind to be our moon.
Our amazingly talented photographer decided to use it as her backdrop. My own pictures aren’t as good as hers, but you can see the set-up here:
Here you see our dragon swaying in the oppressive breeze of the industrial fans blowing in a vain attempt at creating some form of respite. Good thing dragons like it hot, because she had the hottest seat in the house!
You can also see our wonderful matre-d’ setting adding the minute touches to our tables.
Our Japanese zen garden had much use outside. Surrounded by hand-painted luminaries, this was a popular refreshing spot throughout the evening.
All this was put together on Monday. Our teens worked tirelessly on rickety ladders hanging yards and yards of “black trash bags” on the walls. The end result looked far from trashy! And Mattie, the wonderful caretaker of the Finnish hall slaved for us all day Tuesday trying to cool the building. He even went as far as hosing down the roof. It worked too! The building was a full 10 degrees cooler than the previous day!
And now… for my acceptance speech….
A great big T H A N K Y O U
I cannot get over the generous hearts and spirits of our homeschool group.
To our waitstaff and kitchen staff (all parent volunteers) who ran up and down stairs in 90 degree heat all night. Who were professional and enthusiastic and performed under inhumane conditions for free! (I officially double your salaries for next year) . . .
To our wonderful chaperons tolerated heat and mosquitoes and heat-induced grumpiness with grace and patience. Who volunteer hours of their busy schedules to come and make sure that close to 70 teenagers are safe and respected and respectful. A truly daunting task!
To our amazing chef works literally for days shopping and chopping, all without complaint (OK, maybe one or two, this year) and the gourmet food that ensues. . . the best prime rib in the world. . .
To the mom who took on the unpleasant task of taking home all that trash in her truck. . .
To our dishwasher, (they used to call ’em scullery maids) who can wash dishes faster than anyone I’ve ever seen. Wanna come to my place? LOL! You have one of the most thankless jobs of the lot of us, so THANK YOU, THANK YOU , THANK YOU.
To everyone who came to take it all down the next day and leave the building better than we found it (always our motto). . .
To my partner in crime, you worked as hard as I did, we make an awesome team! But if you ever suggest changing the theme the day before again, I’ll have to kill you 😉 . . .
To our loving homeschool coordinator who holds us all together and somehow is perky even after 3 days of no sleep and heat exhaustion and dreams of being trampled by cows. . .
. . . and most of all to each and every one of the teens who gave me a great big hug and thanked me for all the hard work I do and making it the best Spring Fling ever . . .
. . . now, please stop making me cry!