So our whole first week is over. Five or six classes a day, including the hour of kindergarden . . .The first few days my kids were just plain crazy and yelling and slamming the table did nothing, but alas, stickers and a reward of a tootsie pop on Thursday prompted all five of them to finish their worksheets. Six-year-olds. Their big xmas party is next Saturday which will be very cute to say the least.
At the end of each day biking home and sitting for a moment is plain rewarding. Kevin and I discuss our day, the brillant students, the trouble makers, the cute ones, the linguistic insights, etc.
Here are some pictures of our apartment.
The living /bedroom with the tv we never watch.
Our small kitchen, we miss an oven!
That's right the shower is right in the bathroom above the toilet.
Thursday night we went out to the Jam Bar where all the foreigners hang out and proceded to tie one on, hopefully not making terrible first impressions. At about 2am with almost no one left in the bar Kevin and I get drunkenly on stage and try to play music. Oh well.
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