The story of our family of five six that has been uprooted from a city on the plains of Canada and find ourselves in a village in the French Alpes.

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Sunday, June 24, 2012

American Village

Who says you need to go to the states to get a real American experience?
 Well, I do for one.
  But for a fairly reasonable facsimile thereof, you have the "American Village" camps to teach French children English as a Foreign Language.


And- if you are like Jonah - you can have a week where you go from being the kid who is always struggling to understand as well as the others - to being the kid who totally understands, and others ask for help.



Seeing as I'm the token Dad-without-a-real-job, I could arrange my schedule so that I could be one of the parents along on the trip. It actually worked out pretty well - as I had a fair amount of uninterrupted time to work while I was there.








It was a good week. It's good to be able to see your kids interact with their classmates, and I feel I got to see a side of Jonah that I don't always get to see.

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