That’s right; I’m the only one NOT in school at the moment. Although I suppose every moment is a learning one, so maybe I am after all. I start more language school next week, so it will be official then.
Today marked a new year of school for Evan, and Ellie’s first day ever. They were both excited. Here they are, ready to go.
In the schoolyard.
At school, Ellie got busy right away playing with toys in her classroom and didn’t even bother looking up to say goodbye.
Evan was a little unsure and almost shed tears, but did just fine too. Both Ellie’s teacher Luisa and Evan’s teacher Patricia had painted and redecorated their classrooms and were excited and eager to see all the kids and start a new year. Here is Evan with his teacher Patricia.
It was a strange feeling for me to be alone for a few hours. I’m looking forward to accomplishing some things without interruptions, but I can’t say I feel quite like this cartoon in the paper today. It depicts a return to school display at the store. Notice the looks on the parent’s faces on the right as they choose the “celebration pack”, and the tired teacher in the middle having to face his students again.
You’d think kids are just a real chore to have around. I admit, they certainly are work, but I also believe it’s our job as parents to train and teach them, especially to know and love God. Here in Spain, school starts for little ones at age 3, and they go for a full day, every day. What do you think is a good age to start? And is your opinion based only on what you know and have always done?
-Wendy
