I went home early to start the laundry and because I had to meet with Skylar's teacher. She is concerned about how unsociable he has been and how he seems so unmotivated to learn German or interact with the other children. He doesn't understand why they fawn all over him. I guess I don't either exactly. The teacher explained that many of the parents were brought up being taught how incredible America was and even mentioned it as the 'promise land' and all that, so many of them have such high regard for America and pass it on to their children. They also learn English and are excited to speak to an English speaker. Skylar is so skeptical of this behavior, it's like he feels they must be making fun of him because they are always talking about him and want to be near him. He just doesn't understand how they could think he is so interesting. She did say he has improved the past couple days since I talked to her on the phone on Friday and made this appointment, I have tried to talk to Skylar about having an open mind and trying to make the best of it. I also made him leave his book at home, which means he has to interact so that he won't get bored. She showed me a book presentation he made that was really quite good. She said she was impressed at how well he wrote and that he seemed to have fun doing it. I talked with him this afternoon and told him some of what she told me about why they all want to be his friend and he seemed to grasp it a little better... still thinks it's strange, but maybe accepts it a bit.
After the meeting, I stopped at the bank to sort out what is wrong with my card and to hopefully get online banking. The guy there was very unsure about his English, but I kept assuring him that it was very good. He kept apologizing and I felt like if anyone should be apologizing it should be me for being in their country and not speaking the language. Anyway, he got it fixed and my bank card works and I got paid. Hurrah!
For the remainder of the day, I did laundry and packed. I had to iron many of my nicer clothes because they have been stuffed in boxes since I got here. We don't have to dress up, but at least be casual-professional. The only thing I'll need to do in the morning is pack my shower stuff and I'm good to go. The taxi is picking us up at 4am and taking us to the train. We had to be there by 13:00 to check in and that is the only train that could get us there. Problem is, the buses around here stop at midnight and start again at 5am and I didn't think I could balance the suitcase on the bike basket, so Nora called us a taxi. She also baked a cake and gave us some for the train ride. She is so nice.
Since I need to get up in 3 hours, maybe I should get to bed :)

1 comment:
Bon Voyage (a bit late, of course). I've just read the past four entries now, because I've been working so hard I've hardly been on the computer.
Anyway, I love this blog, but you already know that. I also love the pictures. You look great, and so does Skylar. He is so grown up sometimes, that I think we sometimes forget that he's only 10 years old. It all must be so overwhelming for him at times. But, I'm sure that by the time you have to return, he'll not want to leave. He's a great kid, and as always, I miss him so much.
I do hope that camp turns him around a bit. But, it sounds like your talk with him may have done that a bit. You're giving him a great experience; one he'll remember forever.
Enjoy your trip, post when you can, and by all means, give Skylar a huge hug for me.
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