Yesterday I was informed by my principal that I was invited by ANOTHER principal to give a speech to his students at MAN Bangil High School, which is located about a forty minute drive from here. I’ve mentioned how these “invitations” work before, but just to review, when you are “invited” to a school event here, it’s more like an order than a request. So, with that in mind, my principal and I loaded up his old Ford four door this morning and set out for Bangil.
It wasn’t my first time to MAN Bangil, so I was somewhat familiar with the place and a few of the teachers that work there. I met two new ones though that I clicked with straight off. The only time we took a break from talking was when I gave my “motivation speech,” which I had told was going to be for the students, but instead was received by the administrators and teachers from schools in the surrounding area.
I had “planned” to talk about the differences between American and Indonesian teenagers, but since they pulled the ol’ switcharoo on with my audience, I had to pull something out of my bag of tricks on the spot. I was as bored as they looked during the sermon, so I decided to give them a little thrill and sing Happy Birthday, MAN Bangil at the end of my speech. They didn’t know what hit them and I didn’t exactly know what I hit them with, but it made for a scene and that was good enough for me.
At the conclusion of the event, I was then presented with this gift (with obligatory, principal photo op to capture the moment of good will), which I have yet to open. How many times have you been to someone else’s birthday party and received a present!? I can’t wait until next year’s shebang!