I usually know when packages arrive, who they are from and what they contain, so at the look of uncertainty on my face, pandemonium broke loose. Some students jumped up and down, vying for a coveted courier position, arms desperately flailing in the air, while others mused aloud about what it could be...
And then they all insisted I tear open the package immediately!
The pedagogy of a cross-cultural collaboration is important, it's true, but so is the fun of just receiving a care package -- sent by plain old snail mail -- from a class in another country. Thanks, Australian chums!!! For the fun diversion today!