There was a small boy of Quebec
Who was buried in snow to his neck
When they said, "Are you friz?"
He replied, " Yes, I is —
But we don't call this cold in Quebec"
A bit of flurry this morning finalising the 'costumes' for the Valuing Diversity Parade at school. Charly and Wanna wore our interpretation of Chinese national dress featuring mandarin collars and pig tails, while Ro-Ro donned a bucket hat and tee-shirt from Canada and professed his genuine love of pure maple syrup. It was, admittedly, a bit of a scratch effort. I expect the local diplomatic community will show us up with authentic outfits and impressive accessories. I can't wait to hear about it.
The school is also having an international children's lunch where students get to sample foods from around the world. I expect my lot will hone in on the lamingtons and decline to sample anything remotely spicy, pale or odd looking.