Friends, Romans, Countrymen lend me your ears...

Mmm one post a week... not good, I'll try to do better!

So the Cape is experiencing one of the coldest Junes in a long while, its raining and not yet touched more than 20 degrees! Which means rather than laying on the beech working on my tan, I've been helping Mikey (my cousin) with Junior English homework, "Describe how Shakespeare uses rhetorical questions in persuasive speech, illustrate your point uses text from Anthony's funeral speech in Julius Ceaser"... Answers on a postcard please :)

So this week has been graduation and prom week for Katrina, my eldest cousin. Leaving high school is such a big deal out here, its kind of overwhelming. Very different from BGS's "see ya and don't fail your A-levels speech"... although to be fair I do remember getting dolled up for the sixth form ball. On Wednesday after endless rounds of hairdressing appointments, manicures, pedicures (me and my Aunt did this one) etc etc Katrina and friends left for the Prom. They looked gorgeous! Some of the dresses alone were worthy of the red carpet. Before arriving at the prom they all made their way to various friends houses and then onto the park by the ocean for hundreds and hundreds of photos. I've never seen so many stretched limos and beautiful dresses congregate in a park! Quite an experience... 

The prom (and prom worry by my aunt) was soon over to be replaced by graduation worries. Basically all the year group, class of '09, get together in the gym for speeches, get given their diplomas and throw hats in the air. I learnt lots of new terms, that somehow years of cheesey American teen dramas have failed to teach me:

Valedictorian: Person who gets highest grades in class.

Class President: I don't think we had anything like this at school, I suppose the closest would be head boy/ girl. I think they arrange the class events etc including prom.

Salutatorian: Second highest ranking student.

Basically all these students got up and delivered addresses at the graduation ceremony. The children then all went off with hidden bottles of alcohol to various graduation parties around the cape: great fun - more worry for parents!

Oh well, I'm home in 2 weeks. Next stop Boston, then Washington before heading to Philadelphia (for Ken).