Today I took three of my host students to a corn maze. Wanted to show them some fall Americana.
I picked a place in Palmer, close to school. It was a nice maze. I had to go to the car and on the way back I said to myself "where are my girls?"
The little boy said "are they big or little"
"Big. Chinese."
"You're not Chinese, are you?"
"No."
"Are they adopted?"
"No they are borrowed." Now he was really puzzled.
I don't think they really enjoyed the maze, but they were polite. Several times they switched to Chinese. I said "I don't know Chinese, but I can recognize unhappy and whiny." Zili became a pro at the map. I think they started having a better time then. They liked the check-ins and playing with the punches.
We did the 1.25 mile trail and it took nearly 2 hours.
They might have enjoyed the hay ride too.
I think from here on in I'll stick with food activities.
