What Doesn't Kill Us

It seems that the kids in the school (at least the older ones) are put in a "homeroom" class based on the foreign language they've chosen.  That group of kids then has pretty much the same schedule through the day.  Our kids were given teachers based on which teacher would deal best with a non-czech-speaker in their class.  Nikolaj's class has both English & French- so he gets to take English (although he thinks he'd prefer French, as his English teacher keeps using him to illustrate various points or- more distressing- write things on the board).  Lily, on the other hand (being older) was put with a wonderful teacher (who, much to Miss Lily's displeasure) has a Spanish-tracked class- & 2nd-year Spanish at that.  What doesn't kill us makes us stronger...

The 2nd-graders in this school are ahead of our La Conner brethren.  Antonín likes to gaze off into space during school.  Antonín has a lot of homework.

Yesterday was another day with the Foreign Police- this time in the distant office for long-term residency.  This office is in a remote industrial district, & we were lucky that Zdenek had been there before, as the entire street has just one number (because it's all the same business- up until the foreign police).  We were not so lucky that we had already given my photos to the Other foreign police, as we were sent away to find a place to take some more- before we could even go in.  After the return trek & the inevitable wait, it seems we didn't need the photos afterall.