Our news and our comments continued from my previous posts here.
For the second week Klavka goes to a playhouse (childcare) at a synagogue by the side of her public school. The synagogue is a kind of a "newest one", it is simply called "temple". We were not even asked about our religion or ethnicity - just pay them and bring your child. And they'll teach him/her about Martin Luther King and "what happens when you mix vinegar and baking soda?" (this week - next week it will be Tu'Bshvat - Birthday of trees and "can a balloon make a whisper sound louder?" ).
Well, I don't know what I expect from the school more - Klavka's IQ as high as they swear they'll make it or just safety. Or both. Shangdi baoyou. This world is such a "cozy" place. Sure, Baobeir tried to convince me that the "difference" between pygmies and other people was a slip of a tongue. However, read Paul Salopek's article about DRC, esp. cannibalism accusations (National Geographic on Africa, September 2005).
I have to go now. Next time I'll explain you why the peanuthatch