In the states, finding a truly public restroom (one that is
not associated with a highway rest area, fast food restaurant or convenience
store) can be a challenge. And I suppose that is the reason that it seems a
revelation to find places in the world where such restrooms do exist, are clean,
even pleasant, and well marked.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Room 3.2
Alison is now in Week 4 of Term 2, and is really enjoying her schoolwork and her schoolmates. We scooter and bike up to the school every morning, joining in with other mums, dads, and grandparents heading toward the school. The ten minutes between the 1st bell (allowing students to enter the classroom) and the 2nd bell (signaling that students are officially late) are a time when parents mingle around the classroom, chatting with other parents and the teacher or helping their children with sight or spelling words. It's a nice gradual start to the day.
The end of Term 1 came with a flurry of activity just before Easter. The class took a half-day field trip to the beach, where the kids dug around in the sand and were allowed into the water up to their ankles. The class also hosted their very own pet for a few weeks, Tickles the Turtle, who lived in the classroom and went out at recess onto the grass for a bit of playtime of his own.
The end of Term 1 came with a flurry of activity just before Easter. The class took a half-day field trip to the beach, where the kids dug around in the sand and were allowed into the water up to their ankles. The class also hosted their very own pet for a few weeks, Tickles the Turtle, who lived in the classroom and went out at recess onto the grass for a bit of playtime of his own.
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