Mah Jongg Class
Posted: September 12, 2014 Filed under: Diet- comedy | Tags: Mah Jongg Leave a comment
As any regular reader to this blog knows I have more than a few obsessions, but out side of food probably my most long term and consistent ones is for the game of Mah Jongg. I first learned to play from my game-loving grandmother Mima in Knoxville, Tennessee. We played the Chinese way. I am not sure my very Episcopalian Grandmother had any idea there was an American version.
Many years after learning to play with Mima I moved to Durham and quickly was adopted into my friend’s Roz, Jan and Judy Woody’s group. Soon after it became one of my addictions I did what I always do when I love something – I started spreading the love of the game by teaching Mah Jongg lessons. It started with Academy Nights – a fundraiser for Durham Academy, but when Academy Nights was discontinued I found lots of people still wanted to learn. So I just kept holding classes, either at my house or at my club. I calculated that I have taught over 300 people how to play over the years.
Every month or so someone asks me when my next class is going to be and I tell them I will let them know, but then I don’t write down who they are. I figure the blog is the best way to spread the word that I am going to be holding a class. It is going to take place on three consecutive Tuesday evenings, starting October 7th from 7-10PM. It will be at my house and will include snacks. The cost of the class is $50 a person plus $8 for your official National Mah Jongg League Card and membership. I will be teaching people how to play the American way, which is the way that is widely played around here.
If you are interested in taking this class or just have questions about it please e-mail me at Dana@onelangegroup.com. It is a good idea to sign up with friends so you can have a group to play with. The class will be limited to 12 people.
My only requirement is that you speak English. I’ve had non-English speakers sign up for my classes before and it has not been successful for them, and I hate that they don’t get my jokes.
