So, I have been with my host family for about two weeks and it’s very interesting. Some things are just like in America and some are very BIZARRE! (Sorry, I’m not good at spelling) anyway, yeah, so the girl is 5 yrs. old, still has a pacifier, uses one of those little plastic training potties and wears a diaper at night. Now, I don’t know what age kids start walking and talking and potty training because I don’t have any kids but I’ve babysat enough to know at five years old, kids should be potty trained and the pacifier should be gone. Oh, one more thing, she still sits in a high chair to eat. Now, you can correct me if I’m wrong, but a high chair? Really? Anyway, not the point of the story.
Ok, so after an entire day of school, I came home and we had dinner as a family, Salmon lasagna. (it was actually pretty good). After dinner Carla, the little girl, decided we would play school. Her mom would be the teacher and both of us would be the students. It started off very easy, counting and learning the alphabet (g and j in French are very hard to distinguish). During all of this I sat there and was a wonderful student and Carla, well, she acted like a 5 year old. Once this was over we all went to bed. The next day, we played school again but Carla was teacher and her mom and I were the students. If you could imagine two five year olds on crack, that’s almost as bad as we behaved. It started with her giving us chairs and we fought over who got what chair. After that, she gave me a piece of chalk to write my name on the board. I wrote my S backwards and my L upside down. Once I finished writing my name her mom stole my chalk and started drawing on the board. Carla sent her mom to time-out and so I was the only student left.
I decided that my chair was a hat and the dog was my pillow. I quickly got sent to time-out also. With no other students in the class, Carla told us the dog was now a student (he was probably the best student she had). Once out of time-out, her mom and I had to do math problems, 2+2 and stuff like that. We got every single one wrong. This way Carla would actually have to do the problems too. Anyway, we quickly got sent back to time out because her mom pinched me so I pinched her back. After this exhausting game of “maîtres” which means teacher, we finally got to go to bed.
Now every night we play maitress and every night I somehow end up in time-out. Last night was great though because I ended up in time out with the dog (who makes a great pillow).