One time in 3rd grade these beautiful Japanese women came to my classroom and selected me to participate in a traditional tea ceremony for school assembly.
The ceremony was very quiet and formal. I had been given careful instruction before all the students and teachers filed in. When they passed me my tea and I drank as they had shown me, it somehow went down the wrong pipe and I burst into an uncontrollable, tea-spewing coughing fit.
Everyone thought the tea must taste terrible. The beautiful women were wearing awesome kimonos and everything, but I ruined their ceremony. No one from my elementary school ever drank green tea for the rest of their life.
