Yesterday, my English Camp students came in with enormous quantities of seemingly unrelated food – baby tomatoes, grapes, processed cheese slices, tuna salad, sesame leaves, strawberry jam, sliced ham, and frozen blueberries. What was going on?
“Ka-na-piss, Carrie-teacher. Today ka-na-piss day.”
“Kanapiss?” I repeated, puzzled. What could it be? I tried saying it with the emphasis on different syllables.
KA-na-piss. ka-NA-piss. ka-na-PISS. It didn’t sound like any English word I knew, other than the obvious request to visit the bathroom. I didn’t think that was it somehow.
Whatever it was, the kids were really excited about it.
“Carrie-teacher, ka-na-piss now? Now? Kan-na-piss NOW?”
“No.” I felt like a big meanie but I had no idea what would happen if I said yes.
After lunch, I settled in to lesson plan for the next day. My co-T paused on her way to the classroom.
“Aren’t you coming for the ka-na-pees?”
I looked at the boxes of soda crackers in her arms, and suddenly it clicked. Canapés. The students were going to make canapés.
Apparently the Korean co-Ts had told the students to bring in whatever they wanted as canapé toppers, and they would provide the cracker base. There was to be a contest – the most delicious canapé would win.
And my goodness, what an amazing collection of canapés there were!
My personal favourite was the tuna-blueberry-processed cheese- sesame leaf canapé.
Tomato-processed cheese-strawberry jam.
Orange-processed cheese-cracker-blueberry jam- garlic cream cheese-white bread. On the right is processed cheese-strawberry jam and peach.
Ham-cheese-strawberry jam- watermelon/ peeled grapes/ baby tomato.
I was treated to a whole selection of specially made meatless canapés. Under the expectant, eager gazes I couldn’t say no. I just hoped they had all washed their hands.