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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

I just don't get it


Sometimes - scratch that….. often, things happen here that I just don’t get.  That’s just what happens when you live in a culture other than the one in which you were raised. I get that. However - it seems with our kids in school - this happens a lot.


Perhaps it’s because they still don’t really get what’s going on - plus we don’t really get what’s going on - yet we depend on them for info…it’s kind of the blind leading the blind.


Over the vacation, Jonah had a note in his yellow notebook (where all parent - teacher communication happens) that was one of those things.


I understand the words that were written - but I have no idea what’s going on.


It went something like this:


“The kids went to an art exhibition where they were invited to artistically take part. For this, they decorated a cheese box on the theme of an apple.  For the first day back, have your child bring a cheese box with them.  However, it must be a cheese box that has a sense of meaning to them.”


uh. ok.

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