The workings of fire

Just as I turned the corner to enter my apartment compound, I saw, and heard, something unexpected. There was a toddler barely old enough to run holding a stick, quickly backing away from what appeared to be the sparkler he had just lit. I was about to walk past it when it exploded.

Now, this wasn't one of those "government regulated" fireworks that is "safe" to use and "doesn't blow your thumbs off." This was an ear-smacking, pants-messing surprise that almost made my grilled veggies and rice go flying. And it was lit by a kid who couldn't have been more than two and a half. His parents were there, but still.

Fireworks were invented in China, and it shows. They're used for weddings, parades, and, apparently, keeping your toddler entertained. At first, I thought maybe there was construction near my apartment, until I realized they were just fireworks being used for various celebrations. I've been here for two months, and I've had to temporarily stop class on account of a surprise fireworks show at least four times. Not that I'm complaining, mind you! Who doesn't like a free fireworks show now and then?