20 Sepitema Falaite
Usual Friday language class before I prepared a bowl of coleslaw and cumin eggplant for the shared healthy staff lunch at school. We then were given a half day to prepare for the Aloha Social night with two other tertiary colleges.
Hmmmm we knew it would be fun and ‘different’ but not just how different!!!
Everyone arrived carrying food to be shared at the end of the evening… Think bring a BIG plate except in a large plastic takeaway container. We had made a tray of windmill pastries to take along that quickly disappeared into the void along with the tray itself!
The young women looked so gorgeous and most wore 6 inch Lady Gaga heels, had leaves or flowers in their elaborate hairstyles and donned brightly coloured long gowns made by themselves that afternoon (everything always seems to be last minute) or by a relative treadling away a home on an old singer sewing machine. The boys had hawaiian shirts or their own creations. Kotoni was able to grab one of his now many colourful shirts in his blue house colour.
The Aloha theme had the added challenge of having to be in house colours. I scanned the markets and managed to find a yellow and black hibiscus skirt teamed with a floral lei and my neighbour Sally’s bright yellow bolero…that is the second time I’ve had to try and make me in yellow work… Why oh why couldn’t I be in the red team!!! I know why because Loni and Rabi are in my team and I knew they would go all out… What an entrance these two gorgeous leitis made… There is no way I could ever compete. We feel so blessed to be at Ahopanilolo as the other schools do not reach our dizzy heights of creative energy.
The evening had a few amusing competitive events on the program. Perhaps an idea for the next fundraising ball??!! Dancing with a green tomato between foreheads? The last couple to manage this without the tomato hitting the deck won…or maybe a tau’olunga (traditional Tongan dance), waltz danceathon or freeze/disco dancing couples elimination comp… move over Patrick Swayze.
The jiving and conniving was at times hilarious under the full fluorescent lights with the nuns and Director of Catholic Education sitting on the stage in VIP seats. By the end of the night the hall was like a sauna and the noise emanating reminded us of a rugby game as each school and house barracked for their team mates.
By 11pm the mothers started gathering at the entrance to the hall …we suspect trying to protect their daughters virginal single status.
The event was held in a hall not far from our house. We had been hearing loud music for months and now finally know where it has been coming from. The stroll home in the full moon was delightful even though we felt quite exhausted from all the dancing and knew we had an early start tomorrow for our flight to Vava’u.