Slovenska Sola Gr1 Recital
Because life goes on overdrive from here.
The days fly, then it's weeks, then it's years.
It was the singing of the Canadian National Anthem.
Then the Kindergarten class.
Then Kieran's Gr1 class.
I'm not actually sure what the skit was about, but I think he and the other boy were foxes.
Everyone else was a bunny rabbit, cat, chicken or pig. But I'm not sure.
And they're supposed to be in that house, but they couldn't all fit.
Especially the pigs.
There were several other skits and plays.
Once Kieran was done, he was translating for me and telling me what was going on. Because I had no clue.
I just thought it was great!
This is Tresa's heritage, her background, and he's embracing it. As long as he's enjoying doing it, that's all that matters.
An opportunity to learn a language. To learn. period.
For some reason this year seemed shorter than the previous. But who knows. There was coffee and dessert afterwards. And I got to have some cremschnitte - this vanilla custard flaky cake. It's really yummy.

To be honest I was ready to skedaddle, but Kieran started stacking the chairs, and I couldn't leave him there (unless he got time-and-a-half).
Slovenksa Sola Gr 1 class skit
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