Each year in May the dual immersion
students will put on a program with songs and dances in featured language. Last year there were two students from the
fourth grade who had hosted the program.
They may have in previous years, but last year was the first year I had
noticed them.
Jenna
had come home last month to ask me what it means to “M.C.” I told her M. C. stands for “master of
ceremonies” and asked her why she had brought it up. She said that she (along with another student)
had been picked to M.C the dual immersion program performance.
She
said she wanted to learn some jokes to tell.
We went to the library and found three or four books that were either
too “over the head” or just very lame.
And so she turned to the Internet and found four or five that she
thought might work.
She
handed me an invitation earlier this week.
The performance for the parents was yesterday. I wasn’t aware – although she had given me an
invitation. I looked at the back and
front but was not aware of the message inside.
And so I missed it.
I
walked with her to school today and stayed for the 2nd program that
they had preformed for the rest of the school.
They did a nice job. I didn’t
hear any jokes though. I don’t know if
they told them yesterday or not.
I
left after the fourth grade had performed their two numbers. I took a walk behind the SLCC campus and
walked passed for bus stops before approaching the one that would take me to
TRAX. It was a nice walk lined with
sidewalk (something that is severely lacking in my own neighborhood)
After
I got off the bus and walked towards the train, I noticed several UTA police
cars and police patrolling the area. It
was kind of freaky as I was just reading from “In My Hands” about a Polish girl
in 1941 leaving Russia and entering German-ruled Poland to take the train to a part
that is still Poland and is standing in lines patrolled by guards. I personally think she should have stayed in Russia, but then it would certainly be a different story. But then I'm not even halfway into it.
I
don’t know how many citations were issued.
There were five policemen and I heard one comment that they had cited
the same people just five years ago. Had
to have been a different location though.
Fairbourn station wasn’t up at running five years ago.
I
have to return to the school to pick up not only Jenna, but also a classmate of
hers. They are going to have a play
date. Do you still call them that when
the children are ten years old? Noreen
is in for a treat today. Her mom usually
picks her up in a truck. But today
she’ll be riding the bus with Jenna and me.
I
think we may take the same route which I did this morning. I will ask them how quickly they would like
to get back to the house. I’ll let them
make the decision.
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