We had our meet-and-greet event at the school where Klara is going to start kindergarten. And see, I still have a Soviet mentality. I thought it was going to be an event for the parents where we’d ask questions and take down notes on what’s required of us.
But nobody gave a toss about the parents. Instead, kids were unleashed to run, jump, toss balls, play tag, eat ice cream, and then run and scream happily. The whole point of the activity, it turns out, is not to communicate rules to the parents but to make sure that the kids’ first memory of school is really great.
I was so happy I could cry. It never occurred to me that school can be like this.