Well, it was bound to happen-we have gone a whole month without posting a blog! We had so much going on at the same time that there was barely time to breath, unpack, pack again, cook and organize parties. But I am confident I’ll get to all of that.
This is a post about July 23rd—the last day of school. I am happy that I remembered to take pictures on the morning of that day. So here is our beautiful TEN year old Katya (yes, she had a birthday while we were not blogging). Last day wearing her Bury School uniform.
And this is our happy girl at the beginning of the school year, in front of our temporary house on base. She has definitely grown.
I couldn’t keep Mark out of the pictures. And who knows why we have weird tape stuck to our Greenwood House sign.
Here is our EIGHT year old Alex—not a trace of sadness on his face as he goes to school for the last time. Resiliency-that explains it.
Here is happy Alex on the first day of school back in September. So excited because he has no idea even what to expect out of this new British school! That jumper (sweatshirt) barely fits him now.
Mark on the first day of Playgroup (preschool).
And on the last day of the school year.
Technically, his last day of Playgroup—a field trip to the Fire Station here in Ramsey. Is he sad?? No! Who could not stop crying after dropping him off? ME!
Let me tell you, that week was pretty emotional for me. I hate to do all the “lasts”. I think combination of the fact that we are moving out of our village and that the kids are changing schools and that Mark is starting school full-time this September completely tore my heart to pieces. I was just so sad…especially about that last part. I will miss Mark tremendously, but because there is nothing available for him in preschool terms once he turns five in December, I am kind of have to put him into the British school (they start at four years old) or homeschool him. I will see how he handles school (or should I see how I handle it). If it doesn’t work, we can always start American Kindergarten on base next September when he is five and a half.
We have had a great school year here in Bury village, despite all the inconveniences and adjustments we had to work through. I believe it’s all for the best and there are many reasons why we needed to live in this place, even if it was just for a year.
I’ve got lots of catching up to do with posting our stories. At the moment though, I must run to the dentist after I drop off all my kids at friends’ house.
Cheers,
Lyana.
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