I have never looked forward to weekends and term breaks as much as I have been in the last ten weeks. And this includes all the years that I was a teacher. I suspect it has to do with the fact that my day begins at 5.30 and often doesn't end till midnight.
So, today I let out a not so metaphorical whoop. No school for the next 9 days and a sleeping holiday to look forward to.
The twins are on a similar high.
Jordan's high began on Tuesday because it was her Sports' Day. She prayed very very hard all the way up to that morning that she would get a medal. And I am awed that once again, God answered the little child's prayers, however small and inconsequential it was. She did indeed win a medal, a gold medal no less and it has buoyed her so much.
Jordan has had a really hard first term and we are hoping that with this little victory, it will go a long way in helping her adjust to the school.
Evan's had a much easier first time and for that I've been very thankful for. The amount of stress and anxiety from having to help Jordan adjust, I am thankful we haven't had to worry so much about him. Perhaps it's a boy's school mentality but he has declared it's like kindergarten.
His most memorable times this term have been that Mommy was in his class to teach a class and having a walk around the neighbourhood where he proudly pointed out his school's old premises as Papa's school and the condo across the road as Papa's house!
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This was his fifth full mark practice at his Chinese 听写 . |
So for the next week, it will be about playing, bickering and television. Yes, the no TV ban has been lifted temporarily.
It's a wrap. School shoes have been washed and hung out to sun and dry!
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