Bring on les vacances!

Three weeks of work and then a week and a half of vacation? Sounds good to me. But I can definitely use it. Children are exhausting. And loud. And germy. Why did I decide to teach kids again? Ok, I have to admit that some of them are pretty cute. Today, my class of 5 year olds greeted me with hugs and bises and presented me with drawings. Adorable. All of the kids are still very excited to see me, which is sweet. At some schools they start peppering me with questions as soon as I arrive. The strangest question so far was when a girl asked me “do you eat mice in America?” Ummm….no. Then “but there are really huge spiders in America, right?” Well…I guess in some places there are big spiders, but generally it’s the same as in France. And then: “but you eat spiders, right?” NO. Where is she getting her information?

I also get a lot of: “are you married?” “do you have kids?” “do you have a boyfriend?” I think I won’t be discussing my love life with a bunch of 8 year olds, thank you very much.

They’re very excited by the fact that I’ve been to New York (“you mean, you’ve actually BEEN to New York? You’ve really been there?!). And they want to know if I’ve seen any celebrities (which they call “les stars”). I figure if by the end of the year I can get them to understand that America consists of more than Hollywood and NYC (and that these two places are nowhere near each other), I will have accomplished something.

But until then…les vacances!