Welp, we know fun fairs.
An event where people gather to play games, watch performances, make friends, and eat. But what if you went to a fun fair that wasn’t fun?
Welcome to the Sewa Fun Fair, hosted on August 27th, 2023. It sucked and I’m here to tell you why.
So, my mom forced me and my sister to go because…well, parents. They do stuff. Yee.
So she just dropped us off and went, “Here’s 10 bucks. Have fun, dummy.”
So there we were. Stuck. We decided to check out a stall that another OSP kid was running, and they would NOT talk to us.
Oh, our mom also said, “Make sure you spend all your money.” Well, GUESS WHAT. The stalls wouldn’t open until the performances ended. What were the performances?
Kids dancing and performing MOOZIK(clapclapclapclap). They started with the Indian national anthem and told people to join in, but guess what? I’M A NEPALI AMERICAN RAISED IN AMERICA, I DON’T KNOW CRAP. So Nova and I just stood there awkwardly until the song finished. Woo.
Then there was your classic song and dance. At FIRST, it was fine(besides the fact that a kid had time to prepare his hand to play a piano chord and promptly played the wrong note), but then the music stopped for a second during a performance. They said they fixed it-turns out “fixing” it meant turning the volume to 500. So my eardrums felt like they were gonna explode.
In the middle of the performances, another kid from Our Sunday Project came over sat never to us, and asked the very polite question of: “Why are you here?”
Uh…because it’s a public event? I can be here if I want to. Stupid.
Anyway, a kid with a saxophone came onstage and said he would perform the song “Believer” by Imagine Dragons. He played decent. But then the guy who started the program told the kid to go again. So he did-but he probably stuck the mic IN the saxophone. There was so much reverb and noise, that my eardrums screamed. And I play FNF, I know what I’m talking about.
The guy who told the kid to go again stood up and said, “That’s my son. He plays blah blah blah and he sounds very good in our basement…”
So that’s why the kid went twice. OF COURSE your son sounds good. Reverb blocks out any unpleasant notes, and a basement has a LOT of reverb. He started rambling about his kid playing saxophone, and I muttered, “We don’t want to hear about your son. Get on with the performances.”
At that point, my mom realized that leaving us there was a bad idea, so she came to pick us up. We left and never looked back.
So, yeah. That sums up the SEWA fun fair. I think SEWA is a good organization, but geez. Manage your fun fair, please.
-Abby