It has been three weeks worth of frustration for O and for us. Trying to read everything that is sent home in French, plugging it into Google Translate and getting the gist of it. Figuring out the pick-up's and drop-off's with no car and what exactly do you pack for snack and how do you pay tuition and what the heck is an inscription fee? Ahh yes, the list of questions has been never ending.
I try to cut my kid some slack and I often think how I would feel if I was dropped into a work environment where everyone around me was speaking a different language but honestly, its been hard to empathize at times. You can imagine the chaos in the morning with everyone trying to get outta the house (School pick up is 7 AM) and then there is O yelling and screaming and carrying on.
Anyways, the point is that this pretty little picture came home in the school notebook yesterday and about melted my heart. I love kiddo drawings but what I love more is that Orion did this in his class in which everyone was speaking French to him and he got it...he understood (at least a little bit) of what was expected of him! Ahh my heart soars.