I should have known it. After writing a positive post this weekend about the school experience so far it was bound to happen. The off day.
Well, I guess you can count today as such a day for our kids. Monday is the longest day of the week. After a complete schoolday we drive half an hour to Brighton to go to the Dutch school. They spend two hours a week there to keep up their Dutch, so they will be able to return to a Dutch school.
On top of that Luka had a substitute teacher today, who apparently was not aware that Luka is new to the country and the language. She was given writing exercizes that were too difficult for her. All very frustrating for her.
Since we arrived late at the Dutch school the first two times I decided to pick them up from school a bit early. They do not make a big deal out of that here. You just pick up a permission slip at the reception, you give that to the teacher and off you go. Luka was already upset that I picked her up early. The teacher was just reading a book and now she had to miss the rest of the story.
Then going to the car off course they both wanted to sit in the front seat. Luka was quicker and Kai had to sit in the back where he was kicking Luka’s chair because he wanted to sit there. Last week Kai sat in front, so it was only fair that Luka sat there this time. Luka was upset and crying. A normal way of communication was not possible anymore. Luckily I was prepared and took some crackers along, that managed to put the focus elsewhere.
Luka stayed upset the whole half hour. Both are old enough to give arguments now, so I tried to figure out what the underlying problems were. These are some of the arguments they came up with:
- We are still fluent in Dutch, so why do we have to go to the Dutch school?
- The teacher said that if you do not want to work, you do not have to come
- I am doing my best and that makes me tired.
- I do not want to make friends here, because I do not want to have to miss them when we go back.
Now I am sitting at the library, waiting for the children to be finished while drinking a rooibos tea and reflecting on the last half hour. I guess this is all part of the deal and there will be more moments like these. Hopefully not too many though…..