August 22
The answer: seven, including Stuath who lay sprawled across
my bed, munching happily on puffed rice, and a slightly embarrassed American
who felt terrible that her dai had to go out in the rain looking for an
electrician to fix the broken bedroom light. I guess that’s what happens when
the Mary Poppins’ bag comes out too early…
Yes, Stuath, had a blast with the juggling balls. However,
what began as a fun dance party in my room soon became a contest to see who could
throw the balls as hard as they could at the ceiling. Not surprisingly, Stuath
won at his own game and the overhead light came crashing down. Soon there was
an army of fast-talking family members (and some friends who stopped by to
witness the show) milling about my small bedroom, shining flashlights and
headlamps into outlets and flipping light switches on and off. At one point Dai got up onto the lovely ‘go-bucket’ that
has taken up residence in my room and after balancing precariously on it
managed to hook the light back into the ceiling. Turns out the go-bucket has
been useful after all…
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