Yesterday evening I was told that we needed some forms for one of the boys who has applied for another school. He wants to become a photographer.
He got the forms years ago, and we never expected to use them. Even worse, we didn't know if we had them here at home.
So I looed at the places where we save our paperwork. Nothing.
When I went to bed I couldn't sleep, so I started searching again.... and found them! Even found the photocopies....
at 3.30 in the night.
So this morning I decided to take it easy and change the look of this blog.
Wanted to do it ages ago.
The girls took the forms for the parents evening to school.
After some consideration I decided that we didn't want to speak with the teacher who has caused so much trouble. With almost calligraphed handwriting I wrote that we won't come.
It's not that we can't keep an eye on the schoolwork of our daughter. I'll make an appointment next week to speak with the person who has assessed her and her twinsis to see if they are dyslectic.
Our country remembered the disaster of Enschede.
5 years ago a fireworksfactory exploded, leaving a hole in the city.
Many people died, and even more people are severely traumatised.
