|Knight? Bishop? Heaven forbid a pawn!|
I've seen many outcomes from these decisions. Mostly good, but some have caused doubt. Last week, though, we had our most rewarding experience for deciding to commit our kids to EFI. I'm not sure what has caused Josh to fully embrace french immersion this year, but I'm constantly feeling like I need to hug Mme. D, Josh's Grade 2 teacher. I can't say enough good things about how amazing a teacher she is!
Between that and having 2 years of french immersion under his belt, Josh's french is flourishing. So, last week, the kids were having some quiet play time after dinner. Josh had re-introduced himself to his Star Wars Lego after a brief hiatus. He had all sorts of ships and mini figs strewn across the floor. I was sitting at the dinner table nearby, sorting mail or something. I slowed down momentarily to focus on Josh's play. When I listened closely to what he had his mini figs saying to each other, that's when I noticed it. Josh was playing en français. Wow. I was floored. It took everything I had not to reach down and hug him.
Bravo, mon petit! C'est formidable!