In honor of the Superbowl, some of our guys organized a big flag football game at the stadium pitch. Of course, they wouldn't let us girls play, even though we assured them that we knew the rules of the game MUCH better than our 2 European friends...OR...Fabrice, the random Rwandan man they picked up to play. But whatever. They'll know next time.
Kelly, Kerry and I had a blast cheering from the sidelines for red and yellow. We were soon encroached on all sides by Rwandan men of all ages, curious to know just what in the heck we were cheering at! We got many stares (used to this by now), marriage proposals (used to this too), and questions in broken English asking, "Please, what is this game? Ball is not soccer. Ball is brown and long? Please, I need to know rules for American game." :-) So Kelly and I grabbed the spare football, and threw it back and forth with the spectators, and tried to cue them in on what was happening on the field. We taught them about 4th downs, and why you can't throw the ball ahead of you when you're running, and what a penalty is. They just laughed and laughed the whole time!
Santos, was this ADORABLE boy you see in the bottom picture on the left. He was doing cartwheels on the field, and jumping up and down! He saw one of our guys tackle someone, and then he tried to tackle his buddy, but was taken down. :) Greg and his son Weston are at the top. Weston was one of my best students last year, and Greg just started our very first American football club at KICS! They are a wonderful family!
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