Those "ulas" got really heavy. I had to take them off before i danced. 
The school had a farewell for me last week where they brought gifts and sang songs for me. The women's committee in the village had one as well but i didnt take my camera to it. Saying goodbye for the most part was a bit awkward but there were some very heartfelt moments as well. But its not really goodbye b.c ill be visiting throughout the next year. 
My farewell dance. Longest 4 minutes of my life.
Pati and Vineta (host parents) (in black and red) dancing a couples dance. thats our dog Rover on the far right. always where he isnt supposed to be. he attends school and church as well.
On Saturday before (Samoan) Father's day they a dinner and talent show at the Mormon Church. Most families just do a dance to a Samoan or Western pop song. Thanks to Slumdog Millionaire and the Pussycat Dolls, Indian dance moves are getting popular. 
there are some future hall of famers in that bunch.
"for the hundredth time, stand beside the plate not on it!"
"look i dont want any crying out there ok? alright, lets go over signals."
see if you can spot the one with the glove on the wrong hand.
