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Mistaken identity


A message in my Outlook inbox on Friday directed Business Administration instructors to head over to the stadium.

I thought it was just like having to watch state-run television to record credits for members of the cheer leading squad.  We did it a couple times in the past.

But this week's activity turned out different.  At least to me.

As I walked out the faculty office door, someone hollered, "it's a three-hour pageant!"

Great. How much coursework is going to be wasted on this non-cur?

Without anything I could do I idly took a snap of Snow White --



-- admired Goldilocks' curvaceous body, half expecting Little Red Riding Hood next.


Where could my students be....  These are normal school pageant girls. We should all be worrying about swine flu.


These contestants should wear masks. After all isn't walking around Bangkok wearing a mask now considered fashion?

Cinderella...

Thumbelina...

Anastasia... 

I vowed extra points for Rapunzel, my fave princess if she showed up.

But fairy tale aside I must be going senile if I could no longer recognize my own students.

Vanity Fair opening melody played in my mind when this one approached the makeshift stage.


She walks in beauty like the night...


I was now seriously wondering where the heck were my students particularly one that was missing.


They were nowhere in the stadium, nor were they among the staff running this cutie pie school play.


"There must be a mistake in that Outlook message.  I don't have a single student here to supervise."


Just how did I survive having to be in an activity where I had no idea what was going on?

By the time these three held each other's hands in suspense to hear the judges' decision, I was ready to go back to the office.

The next day I innocently asked, "who won yesterday?"  But more importantly, "what's the use of sticking around if my students were not among that pageant crowd?"

"I can't find student 521-0023."

"He was the one wearing white, and he was the only one you needed to look out for," came the reply.

"Well, all my boys were wearing white yesterday, weren't they?"

"No. I mean white, like white gown."

"That was 521-0023?!"

"Yes. Pretty, wasn't he?  He didn't get the crown but he was a finalist.  And by the way, neither were the rest of them what you thought them to be."

This is a repost. Edited for Sepia Saturday & ABC WEDNESDAY

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  1. Oh my goodness! Was this a waste of student learning time?

    Leslie
    abcw team

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    1. This was done after classes. Everyone was relaxing.

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  2. Well, that was a surprise!
    Great shots of the pageant and lovely participants.

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  3. Well, that is amazing! The white dressed woman was a He??
    Have a great week.
    Wil, ABCW Team.

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    1. Yes, she was a He! In fact all of them were :)

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  4. A nice twist.
    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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  5. what a strange message with not enough information!

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    1. you didn't get it but I find it fun that the others did ;p

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  6. Dresses are so much more fun than suits.
    Joy - ABC Team

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  7. That makes me wish I could go to prom again :)

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  8. A fun post that fits the theme very neatly. The best disguise so often work by being in plain sight but in unexpected attire.

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  9. Didn't pick the end of this story!

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  10. I've heard these kinds of pageants are prevalent in Bangkok. What fun!!

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  11. Well, they certainly made gorgeous ladies. Do you think the one in gold had a false bum under her gown. That was fun.

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  12. He must have been quite amazing to pull that one off!

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  13. Hard to believe these were all boys! Sure wish I could have bought myself such a figure when I was a flat chested, skinny teenager. Interesting to learn that wearing mask in Bangkok is a fashion statement.

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  14. I'd vote for the 2nd 'gal' in the yellow/gold dress. Wow! Actually, I really that dress!

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  15. If they ever did anything like that here, it would be at night.

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  16. I do like these dresses, especially the last one. Fabulous!

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