Sunday morning started off with some toast, coffee, and coffee cream puffs. From what I understood my host father was taking me to play soccer. I was overjoyed at the chance to recover the lost ground from yesterday. However I interpreted "Baba's" Chinese incorrectly. We weren't going to play soccer but there were adventures ahead regardless. Slightly disheartened I changed out of my soccer gear and into civilian clothes. Mama, Baba, Baba's sister, and I headed to a traditional market. There my eyes fell upon hundreds of tables with jewelery and small little tea pots for sale. There was all sort's of pieces of jade and different jewelry, a bug trapped in amber, extravagantly carved Buddhas (he wasn't actually fat), rustic swords, bracelets, charms, and many other eye pleasing trinkets. My host Mother insisted on buying me some jewelery even though I don't wear it and told her so. She still had her way, telling me to give it to someone else. After this we made our way to a temple. Here we proceeded in the process my host mother calls "bai bai" which I haven't quite figured out. From what I have gathered it has something to to with honoring ancestors and keeping bad ghosts away. After placing hand fulls of incense in different alters we departed. After a short drive we arrive at a restaurant for Ann's after concert dinner with the band. Much to my amusement there is a karaoke system. I am convinced into doing a song, if my sister accompanies me. I introduced myself in Chinese with the help of Meme and her friend.
Me " I am John"
The Crowd " Whooo"
Me " I'm from America"
The Crowd "larger applause"
Me " I'm eighteen years old"
The Crowd "more applause"
The Crowd " do you have a girlfriend?"
Me " yea"
The Crowd " Awww"
Then I sing "You Are My Sunshine" and with some help "Hey Jude" (both in English) My singing is far from excellent or even close to good. Despite my lack of talent cheers of "encore! encore!" erupt from the crowd. I give up the stage instead so someone else can have a turn. I never thought part of being an ambassador would involve karaoke and "Hey Jude" but somehow it seems to be the best work I've done yet.
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