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Foreign Languages<br />
Talent Show<br />
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As the long-awaited Talent Show/End of Ulpan Party approached we found it necessary to<br />
prepare for the evening’s festivities. At the Mt. Scopus makolet we purchased a bottle of Sprite<br />
and two bottles of three-shekel Israeli vodka. Little did we know what a dangerous investment<br />
three-shekel Israeli vodka would prove to be.<br />
Without delay, the fun began. We gathered in the pit and, shot glasses in hand, drank to our<br />
hearts’ desires, if not to our stomachs’. We were soon travelling, arm in arm, singing, to Club 12<br />
1/2. As people piled in, the DJ began to play some tunes. Suddenly I found myself on stage doing<br />
a small rap for the assembled audience. For the next five minutes, my hands, feet, body, and<br />
mouth performed for the crowd without the approval of my brain. I was finally kicked off the<br />
stage by everyone’s favorite kinda guy, Gil, and the real talent show began.<br />
For the next hour or so we were entertained by acts of great talent from around the world. We<br />
were overwhelmed by If I Were a Rich Man, regaled by Psycho Killer, moved by Australian arias,<br />
and wowed by a true South-of-the-Border rendition of La Bamba. And of course, Danny and<br />
Laurie, the evening’s MC’s, put on quite a show themselves.<br />
But when we thought it was all over, the music began to play and we danced through the night<br />
with the wild abandon so typical of overseas students. A true show of unity: all of us Ulpaners<br />
dancing together without a thought of our upcoming finals. Finally around three or four in the<br />
morning we retired to our rooms, took cold showers, and passed out for the next six days. Truly<br />
an unforgettable evening. Only in Israel.<br />
Allen Rozansky<br />
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