Day 5 - Newfoundland


LAST FULL DAY ON THE ROCK: The last day. We woke to real Newfoundland weather, well almost. It wasn't a huge storm, but compared to the weather we've had it was probably closer to normal. It had turned cold, very windy and rain. There was some snow flakes mixed in. This was our free day so the weather didn't matter. Everyone was free to do as the wished with their host family. Some vegged out at home, other revisited the gift shops around town, while others made the trek into Lewisport. THE FEAST: By late afternoon the winds were dying down and the rain slowed. Everyone was gearing up for the big party. Real Newfoundland style dishes, half of which contained fish of some sort. It was a real feast and a chance for our gang to try new delicacies. Some kids were more adventurous than others. All the parents were in attendance as well as our twenty-two.

SCREECH-IN CEREMONY: Thirteen stools were placed on one side of the cafeteria for the Shawville gang. We dutifully climbed up awaiting our fate. After such a great exchange our hosts decided we deserved the right to become "Honourary Newfies." That is if we pass the tests. Andy was our official screecher-in.

THE HAT: The first test was to don a ball cap and know the proper terminology. One by one we each took our turn. First Andy gave the demonstration. Hold your cap off your head in a 45 degree angle to it. This is the "hoff" position. Next place the cap on your head. This is the "Hon" position. Next you give it a quick turn 25 degrees to the right and this is the "locked" position. Andy handed the hat in turn to each of us as we performed the Newfie putting on of the hat. We had to repeat the words to each step. "Hoff," "Hon," "Locked." There was much laughter over this as Andy kept reminding us to say the "H."

GOOD LUCK: We all passed the first stage. Didn't seem that difficult. Next was a little tougher. We had to say "Long may your big jib draw." The trick was saying it really fast. This brought great laughter from all. But even this tongue twisted didn't eliminate any of us. Next test please.

PASS THE BREAD: Now a plate of dried bread was passed around. I mean dry bread. Each person took one piece and had to eat it. (Of course, Barry stuck his in his mouth before the rest of us. I told him we weren't to eat it. Out it all came. Blah!) It was like eating a dog biscuit (yes I tried one as a kid). Once in your mouth it sucked every ounce of spit you had. After about five minutes we all had managed to get it down. (Water please.)

SCREECH: Now a class of liquid is given to all of us. Andy announces it's Screech. We have to drink it in one gulp - no stopping. One, two, three, go! We all lift our glasses and begin. Down it goes. (Of course, if it had been "screech" instead of Purity syrup it might have been harder.) Now we're feeling confident. Our spirits are high. We can do anything Andy throws at us and then some.

THE COD KISSING: Hey wait minute! Andy, what are you pulling out of that desk? Ooo - gross, a huge fish - he says it's a cod. Now what? Do we have to touch it? It looks like it was caught last year and left outside for days before freezing it. Maybe being an honourary Newfie is not that important. Andy now presents a rain hat, too. So what gives here? We all wait to hear the new challenge. Andy makes the announcement. This is the final test to becoming an honourary Newfie. All you have to do is "Kiss the Cod." This brought groans and gasps by all. No way, we're not kissing the cod. Our Newfoundland hosts and parents start to cheer us on. Kiss it, kiss it, come on. One brave student stands up tall and announces he'll kiss the cod. He dons the rain hat and proceeds to kiss the cod. We are all in stitches over this. One down twelve to go. With the hosts still cheering the rest of us on, each of us in turn kiss the cod. This has to be the grossest thing any of us has ever done. Once kissed, each person walked away wiping their lips and spitting. Our hosts and ourselves were laughing so hard as each person kissed the cod. It was a hoot.

REVENGE: Some of the hosts during the "kiss the cod" ceremony were saying kiss it, I would kiss it. Wilb heard this and once we were finished with kissing the cod, picked it up and went kid to kid making them kiss it as well. This brought on more fits of laughter from all. He finished by giving the fish a big smack himself.

WE'RE OFFICIAL: We made it. We passed everything Andy could throw at us. After a brief discussion of the officials, it was decided that we were "Honourary Newfies." (Clap now please.) Each host gave they twin an official certificate of honourary membership.

THE MUMMERS: The students were asked to be the entertainment for the evening. Skits, etc. The first up to the mic was Barry McGowan. Just as he hit the top string on the guitar, there was a knock on the door. Wilb calls out "Who's there." Four people walk in dressed up in costume and wearing masks. One was playing the accordion and the other on guitar. The two without instruments danced to the music and soon many of the kids were up dancing too. They then played a jig and both of the masked people pulled up kids to dance. Again more joined them on the dance floor. After about four tunes, Wilb asked the audience if anyone could guess the "mummers." (If you remember the project in Shawville: Over the twelve days of Christmas in Newfoundland, people dress up and wear masks and go door-to-door. The residents try to guess the identity and if the do the "mummer" has to remove his/her mask. If not then the mummer moves on to the next house. If the ID is known, then the hosts must provide a snack and drink for the mummers.) It didn't take long before all four were identified and they were treated to a full course meal.

THE ENTERTAINERS: We had a wide variety of entertainment. Barry started off with a crazy song that he sang faster and faster. Each verse more words were added and we tried to keep up in vain. The Newfoundland kids sang "I'se the b'y" and Wilb had given us the words so we sang along. Next some of the Shawville kids finally understood the words to "Forty days on a iceberg" and broke out into song and action. Other kids performed a variety of entertainment including the reading of poems, two guitar pieces, a venquilatrist act and a fond farewell was read. (Hope I didn't miss anyone.) Lots of laughs (LOL) were had by all.

ODE TO NEWFOUNDLAND: We all stood up for the singing of Newfoundland's previous National Anthem. With two of the Newfoundland girls leading we all joined in and sang. It was a great ending to a perfect night.


Pictures

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The farewell feast
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Socializing
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From fish 'n' brewis ...
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... and crab cakes
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Hoff, hon and locked
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Just locked
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The screech-in ceremony
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Long may your big jib draw
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Drinkin' screech (Purity syrup)
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Screeched
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Here's Fred - kiss the cod
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I think I love you
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You're such a flirt
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My friends better not see this
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Look at those fish lips
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You've heard of cod tongue
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Neckin'
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Oh you say the sweetest things
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We can't go on meeting this way
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Okay, my phone number ...
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It only hurts for a little while
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Thank God for the cod moratorium
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I sure hope you're a girl fish
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A Newfoundland affair
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Once is not enough
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We have become honourary Newfie
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Mummer's ball
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"I'se the b'y"
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Hug my polar bear
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Elvis lives the Twillingate
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Smokeroom on the Kyle
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The maestro
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Did you see them kiss a cod
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I'm no dummy
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A fond farewell
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Poem
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Ode to Newfoundland
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