Japanese Festival

This weekend, our family went to a Japanese Festival.  T is taking Japanese and his teacher told the class about the festival.  I felt like it was important to follow up on T's interest in something that wasn't electronic. ;o)  At the festival, we happened to see T's Japanese teacher and his family.

T was particularly taken with the Bonsai trees.  A few years ago, T had had a small Bonsai tree, but it did not live very long. At that same time,  I used to read a book at bedtime to T about Bonsai trees, how they are made and cared for, so this was capitalizing on T's long-time interest.

There were a lot of Anime enthusiasts there. 

I enjoyed this Kimono fashion show.  We watched some of a presentation on marshal arts, and some school children (primarily non-Asian children) singing some songs.

I was not daring enough, nor did I have the cash-on-hand, to try the food.  Once B arrived with cash, we were too bushed to follow through and buy food there.  I wish I'd felt more daring.  Years ago, I did order and eat sushi at a restaurant in Hawaii so I am not without my daring moments but this was not one of my daring moments.

The information for the festival had said it was a way to teach third, fourth and fifth generation Japanese American kids about their Japanese heritage.  I had expected a little more . . . hmm . . . instruction or maybe a little more of the organizers connecting the dots for attendees (i.e., me)?  Consequently, the festival was not exactly what I expected; however, we had a nice time.