I still haven't really figured out where the children in my class think I'm from. I get Austria, Africa and Australia. We have an advent calender and each day the special person gets to find the day's date, read the name of the country and inside the flap is the greeting in that country. Today we read the Hebrew greeting, 'Shalom,' and then one of my students raised her hand and asked, where is your country's greeting? I told her that I speak English and her response was, "but you never use the right words."
This weekend we went to the Mill Rd Festival. We saw Father Christmas! And Tigger? There were stands filled with cakes, hot chocolate, mulled wine, and flowers, and the streets were filled with parades, stilts, and folk dances. Made the mistake of watching one folk dance for too long. Emily was chosen out of the crowd as the "Virgin Sacrifice." I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.
We have Christmas formal dinner tomorrow night at Homerton, Christmas play Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, and then Mom and Dad are coming!
That is hilarious that you "never use the right words". I wish I could hear their little 5 year old British-accented voices telling you that! I love that Mom and Dad are coming to see you and that you, like me, refer to them only as Mom or Dad ( like that is their proper name) instead of "my mom and dad". I am going to miss them, but am so glad they are bringing my sweet sister home with them. Only a little over 13 days!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd Mom and Dad can not wait to see you and spend time with you! Love, Daaad
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