I remember that Chinese New Year was always a bit of a deal at my old school, but nothing special. Little did I know what I was in store for here. I didn't even realize that it was Chinese New Year until it came up in class and my French teacher told us how it was the start of the year of the rabbit. We had that class right before lunch, where they had done a lot. The whole cafeteria had been decorated with fans and decorations, the meal was something we thought might have been fried rice, and the servers had even dressed up a bit. So that was cool. My parents decided that we were going to go out to dinner to celebrate it, but they didn't want to catch all the crowds. So we decided to celebrate it the next night instead. We found a nice little restaurant with Chinese food, and we went there. There was some mention of a reservation later that night, so we were going to have to eat quickly. When we finally got out, there was a bit of a commotion in the street: some people were dressing up and putting decorations on the outside of the window. We stayed there for a while to see what was going to happen. Finally, we were rewarded. They had two Chinese dragon costumes, and a little man costume as well. There was some cymbals banging in the background, and they did a little dance. I must say, the dragons were a bit scary when they got near you. It was very cool.
