We had a talent contest at our school.
It was such fun.
Everybody was allowed to enter, but they did not have to. So those people that were shy could just enjoy all the activity and watch. There were all sorts of categories – hula hooping, singing, dancing, acting and impersonating famous people. Then there were also things like drawing, painting, embroidery, sewing, growing stuff and even cooking.
To advertise the show, Miss Ball (my favourite teacher) had an event in hall.
She showed everybody that she is learning to hula hoop. She’s okay at it – but not great. Then she got her sister in to show the kids what it is like to have a real talent hula hooping. Miss Ball’s sister, Iggy, is small and skinny and has tattoos!
She whirled that hoop like you would not believe – it went so fast that you could hardly see it on occasions. She did all sorts of fancy tricks too.
It was marvellous. Never mind appreciating her talent – half of us wanted to rush out and learn how to do those impressive hula hoop moves too.
It was a useful example, because some of us thought we could sing. When Lizzie’s brother recorded us singing on his cell phone and we heard ourselves – we realised we all sucked!
Although some of the other kids sing really well.
I decided to rather go in for the growing stuff. We had a few weeks to practise and sort ourselves out – so I decided to grow some beans in a smallish container. I made a nice trellis for the beans out of some wooden dowels that I bought at the hardware store. Plus I decorated my pot nicely.
Miss Ball invited sort-of-famous people (like local radio presenters, the mayor and the editor of the newspaper) to come and judge. She also went and asked all the local shops if they would be prepared to donate stuff for prizes.
Everybody was so nice. They all pitched in and gleefully participated.
We had a fabulous time.
I was really chuffed because my pot plant won – although I did think it was cheating a bit because it was the only entry in that category!
Seriously cool word(s) for the week: Argle-bargle
Meaning: plentiful but meaningless talk (or writing)
Example: The guy who opened the talent show gave a talk that was so full of argle-bargle we all nearly fell asleep.