Friday, June 17, 2011
The School of Life
I've got that feeling.
The excited nervous one where I wonder if our new international exchange student will
Love us or Hate us
Think we are messy and loud
Love my cooking or not
Be lovely or difficult
If I will have *enough time and patience* to have someone else live here with us
The girls keep asking daily what our students name is and when is she going to get here.
Some people say they could never have exchange students in their home whilst they have kids but I say I couldn't do it without the kids. Kids have no worries talking to someone who can't understand them. They gabber on regardless, where I feel frustration if my point isn't getting across.They can treat someone like family after only knowing them a day. The greetings, hugs, read me a story, telling them how to do everything. The girls truly make it more easier to host a student.
I've been on break from this for 2 years! I can barely believe it! I blogged about it here - The end of the world as we know it - the good and bad with finishing being a homestay family, and now here I am 2 years later doing it all over again.
They come here for school, but I often feel like I am the one being schooled.
Wish me luck.
I'm so worried about the poor girl freezing to death in our house I've got her a big fluffy dressing gown, a homemade heat rice bag and a packet of tim tams waiting as her welcome gift!