Kicked Out of Chinese Language School
Yep, got kicked out.
Not Kai and Shen - Tina and me.
We are fortunate, in that we have a good Chinese
language school here in our community. Kai attended
last year, but we felt that the structure was a bit
too formal for him and Shen this year. It also meets
at a challenging time for us on Sunday afternoons. As
it turns out, the teacher Kai had last year, Sunny,
has her own little tutoring program, and is teaching
a preschool class on Thursday evenings in a little
space she's rented in an office building downtown.
This has turned out to be a great fit for us. There
are only a few other kids, and the parents always
stay for the class. This has actually been a bit of a
distraction for Kai and Shen. For while we can help
them with the activities, they also compete for our
attention and test to see which of us adults is in
charge of discipline.
So last night at class we were the only ones there
for the first half. Sunny had an activity out for the
boys when we got there, they were sorting different
size beads onto sticks: small, medium, and large. I
mean xiao
小, zhòng
中,
and da
大. As we finished this activity, Sunny
says, "I wonder how the boys would do with just me?"
At first we thought maybe she was just joking, but
then she said, "You guys could go and have a cup of
coffee and a little time to yourselves for a few
minutes. Wouldn't that be nice?" And then Tina and I
thought maybe the boys would do better with her if
weren't in the way. But then we worried the boys
might get upset if we left. And what about the whole
bonding issue with Shen? We still have so far to go
with him and we haven't left him with anyone other
than Cam and Ben for a couple hours once. Then Sunny
said she thought it would be good to try. So we told
the boys we were just going to go upstairs in the
building for a few minutes and would be right back.
Kai was a little unsure at first, but Shen was more
than happy to say goodbye and see us out the door.
This of course didn't help our concerns about
attachment, but then we were out the door. We ended
up walking down the street and going to a Starbucks
for a cup of coffee. We sat down for a few minutes,
then headed back to see if everything was okay. From
outside the door we could see that another little
girl in the class had arrived, and apparently Sunny
had chased her mom off too. She was reading them the
story of Little Red Riding Hood in Chinese (and
English at the same time), and the three kids were
all just fine. We quietly waited in the hallway until
the story was over and Sunny was transitioning to the
next activity before going back in. There were only a
few minutes left, so we all got in a circle and sang
a couple songs to finish the class. Sunny said the
the kids did really well on their own and that maybe
we should try it like this again next week.
So that's how the boys' teacher managed to very
tactfully kick the parents out of class. I have mixed
feelings about it. I was learning in class too, and I
miss that, but I think we were getting in the way of
the boys learning. I don't know as Shen is actually
"learning" Chinese in class, as he speaks it already,
but it gives him an hour a week with a native
speaker, and he seems to really enjoy that.
