We
started out the morning by going to the bakery and I let her pick any pastry
and then she wanted to listen to "kid music" in the car. Then
we went for a small walk in Olsbrucken the town of her Grundschule. She
requested to see more and learn more about the town of her school.
”It is
such a nice village we could live here Mommy." We both saw a flower
and vegetable garden we adored and sat and day dreamed about the possibilities
in such a garden. Then we went back to the car and unloaded all of her
school supplies and her schultute, a large decorated cone filled with gifts for
the beginning of the school year. This is a German tradition and each child
made his or her own schultute in the previous kindergarten class. On the
way to school we saw other children carrying around their schultutes, a deadd
give away that they were heading off to the first day of school.
Heavy
handed we carried Ansley's school supplies and books to the front door of the
school. A big group of parents gathered at the door but wouldn't go into
the school. I followed the protocol. Pretty soon all the older children came outside to dance and
welcome the new grundschule children. Each class sang and performed a
dance; grades 1-4 are housed in the school. Of course I was crying during
all the welcome songs. I looked around, and I am pretty convinced I was
the only parent crying.
Germans
have a specific tradition for everything. Every stage in life has a rite
of passage. Ansley was asked to go up and meet her teacher and then she
was partnered up with an older grundshule child to walk her to her classroom.
The parents all stayed for the first day. We listened to a story
about a raven and each child before school was given a raven to cut out and
color. The ravens were taken away and would not be given back till spring when
the children could read and write. After the story the parents left for a
parent coffee while the teachers helped organize the children's school supplies
and books.
Since
there were originally only two girls in Ansley's class I was happy to see that
a third new American girl had come to join the class. She is also
bilingual and her parents plan to naturalize themselves in Germany. Her
mother is working on a doctorate in medieval history. The day was a
success and what a wonderful opportunity for our daughter to learn about a
second language and culture.
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