The American School in Japan high school prom was this weekend – and while I sat in the lobby of the ANA hotel watching the beautiful girls and their elegant dates filter in, I realized that no matter where you are, the Prom is the Prom. The dresses could have been worn by any girl in any major metropolitan city – the black tuxes standard prom going fare. The wrist corsages in all their floral glory – maybe smaller than their American city counterparts but still in attendance – the boutonnieres pinned awkwardly to the pocket of their date’s rented tux. The smiles, giggles, nerves all the same. The promise of the night to come. Life for these teenagers is certainly different then when I went to prom – I’m pretty sure some of the invitations were made online using facebook – something only dreamed of in 1980 when I was asked. But, as much as their lives have been technologically enhanced, important life lessons learned over prom weekend remain the same.