Pride and cuteness
I was nearly in tears ('cause clearly I have issues. Even I am really tired of how when I am *touched* or happy I get... weepy. FUCKIN' A it's annoying. Kinda disproves the "dropping estrogen" fears I have. Anyhow...I claim it's stress not motherhood "makes you a mom to the world and all it's children" bah!)
Katie's class did a multi-cultural thing today, and it came out SO WELL. Okay, mostly the food looked super savory and yummy and I wanted to score a plate. There was a Pakistani dish, a Persian dish of saffron rice with lentils (the dad is super Scottish - the kids had no idea how dangerously close to hagis they got. Good thing they scored Mom's spring equinox new year dish) and the rest looked great but I left before I found out what the rest of the yummies were.
Or I was disruptive (my presence can rile the students)
Or I got caught being sniffy.
Katie wanted to bring not just oranges to Tet, but rice balls. SAY WHAT? Yeah, I guess she really loves when I make balls of brown rice and sprinkle with parmasan cheese.
The great irony about today was the mom of the Chinese kid? Lunar new year TOTALLY snuck up on her this year. It was only when her kid came home Friday jazzed about all the dragons in the classroom did she realize what time of year it was.
I do take a bit of pride as the great instigator of this. I had approached the teacher, and explained that I had a TON of decorations for Lunar New Year, and if it was okay with her, when could I put them up?
She was excited! (She is Vietnamese - in San Jose we have such a large population of them, it's no surprise. And yeah, we have figured out your naming conventions and I had recognized "Bihn" was a sure sign of traditional parents. She married a Hispanic man, so her last name doesn't give it away at first glance.) As I hung my 4 red dragons zooming across the room, firecrackers at the door (fakes, but still key symbols) and laterns and other stuff, she said her classroom had never looked so beautiful. (It took me an hour to get everything up. I had to giggle at the Hispanic or Portuguese girl who cheerfully said "oh, we had these last year in Kindergarten." (she had been in Katie's room)
The rest of the kids went nuts, even Katie, on Friday when they were struck by the dramatic change in the room. Big red dragons do that.
I sent out an email, cheerfully explaining that Lunar New Year was Monday, and as one of our most fun Pacific Rim traditions, please bring a dish to share.
Turns out they had a BIG discussion in class, and the kids decided it should be stuff from everyone's tribe, not just Asian. A flyer went home, and a feast was born.
And that my dears, is why we choose to live HERE. In the gloriously diverse city of San Jose.
Who says you have to send your kid to a Waldorf school?
Katie's class did a multi-cultural thing today, and it came out SO WELL. Okay, mostly the food looked super savory and yummy and I wanted to score a plate. There was a Pakistani dish, a Persian dish of saffron rice with lentils (the dad is super Scottish - the kids had no idea how dangerously close to hagis they got. Good thing they scored Mom's spring equinox new year dish) and the rest looked great but I left before I found out what the rest of the yummies were.
Or I was disruptive (my presence can rile the students)
Or I got caught being sniffy.
Katie wanted to bring not just oranges to Tet, but rice balls. SAY WHAT? Yeah, I guess she really loves when I make balls of brown rice and sprinkle with parmasan cheese.
The great irony about today was the mom of the Chinese kid? Lunar new year TOTALLY snuck up on her this year. It was only when her kid came home Friday jazzed about all the dragons in the classroom did she realize what time of year it was.
I do take a bit of pride as the great instigator of this. I had approached the teacher, and explained that I had a TON of decorations for Lunar New Year, and if it was okay with her, when could I put them up?
She was excited! (She is Vietnamese - in San Jose we have such a large population of them, it's no surprise. And yeah, we have figured out your naming conventions and I had recognized "Bihn" was a sure sign of traditional parents. She married a Hispanic man, so her last name doesn't give it away at first glance.) As I hung my 4 red dragons zooming across the room, firecrackers at the door (fakes, but still key symbols) and laterns and other stuff, she said her classroom had never looked so beautiful. (It took me an hour to get everything up. I had to giggle at the Hispanic or Portuguese girl who cheerfully said "oh, we had these last year in Kindergarten." (she had been in Katie's room)
The rest of the kids went nuts, even Katie, on Friday when they were struck by the dramatic change in the room. Big red dragons do that.
I sent out an email, cheerfully explaining that Lunar New Year was Monday, and as one of our most fun Pacific Rim traditions, please bring a dish to share.
Turns out they had a BIG discussion in class, and the kids decided it should be stuff from everyone's tribe, not just Asian. A flyer went home, and a feast was born.
And that my dears, is why we choose to live HERE. In the gloriously diverse city of San Jose.
Who says you have to send your kid to a Waldorf school?