Last night I went to a moon cake party. If you don't know what that is, don't worry…I didn't know what it was either. My friend is in Chinese club, and she invited me. Basically, a moon cake is a Chinese cake type thing eaten during a festival celebrating autumn that I can not pronounce nor spell (though I tried very hard to say it in its proper Chinese, to the amusement of the member of the Chinese club). A moon cake is very dense and filled with really….interesting…things. Some were quite normal, like coconut and pistachio filling, while other were filled with jellified shark fin, shrimp, tuna (I think), and even bacon! I was a little hesitant to try some of the odder (and as I was told, fancier) flavors, but I did. I like trying new things, even if they are a bit odd. I think that to live in this world peaceably every one needs to be a bit more aware of other cultures, and a bit more willing to except and participate in others traditions. Plus…they are fun!
Today, as I was walking to the library, I saw a very Beloitesque scene. The human biology class had drawn things on the sidewalk outside of Pearson's (like DNA and mitochondria), and were playing red rover. As I walked past them I thought was "this is why I go here."
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