Day two was already a big upgrade—no cooking chaos in sight! Instead, I spent a peaceful couple of hours in the park chatting with the teachers while watching a group of 5–6 year olds do their thing (which is basically a mix of curiosity, honesty, and comedy gold).
One little boy marched straight up to me, studied my face very seriously, and announced, “You have wrinkles.
“Well… he’s not wrong. I told him, “Yes, I do—lots of them!”
Not missing a beat, he then asked if I could see what was on his upper lip. I looked… nothing.
He looked slightly offended and declared, “My moustache.”
Of course. How could I miss such a masterpiece?
The rest of the day was far more my speed—two relaxed talks about my travels. One class was working on African tribal masks, so I got to share stories from Papua New Guinea and show them the incredible diversity of tribes. The other group got a mix of animal adventures—diving tales, colourful coral reef creatures, and even a glimpse into Antarctic marine life.
Safe to say, they were happy… and honestly, so was I.
