One friend, who I will call by the name he chose to go by at the cafe: "Cameltoe," pretended that he couldn't speak Japanese or English...but only French. The staff still tried to talk to him in English, and I was pretty hillarious (I know, we are so mean). Since I and some of my other friends don't speak French and in order to keep up the charade, when 'Cameltoe-san' said something, 'Matildaba' would have to translate into Japanese for me, and then I would have to translate into English for 'Rumplestiltskin.'
We were having a lovely time when, suddenly, one of the students began playing "Happy Birthday" on the piano and the rest of the students and teachers sang (yes, in Engrish) while presenting me with a special birthday dessert. Then, it was time for my special "commemorative photo." The cake was delicious, and the photo is great too (they even signed it). The best part, though, is that I was wrong about only getting one birthday ticket ever...they gave me another one to replace the one I used up! Looks like I know what I am doing for my birthday next year!
The school principle and a student...notice the angel wings they drew on with permanent marker!
