Clos Marchand.

March 15, Saint-Ismier.

It our last week here and so time is slipping away vertiginously.
Today after school I took pictures of Dylan and Nicolas' classrooms and teachers, Brigitte and Mélanie.
Clos Marchand, the elementary school they attended, is a small school, with only three classes, one for each of the sections, as grades are called, that make up early elementary school in France. Small, medium and high sections serve three to five year olds, as kids start school at three here, a big help for working mothers.
Such a small school was perfect for my babies, catapulted as they were far from everything they knew, their world wildly upturned, like their Dad on the upside-down loop. They did so well, a tribute to their teachers as much as to them, soothing my fears. Nicolas even came out of his bubble today, his teacher told me, happily interacting with the rest of his classmates.
Better late than never, only two days left of school