Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Last Day of School
Our hearts became endeared to the caring teachers and staff at Mayco School of English. When we enrolled our daughters in the school we were told that academically it was a very good school with a "family" type atmosphere. The staff embraced our girls and listened to every concern.
When I went to pick Leanna up on the last day of school, one of the boys in the class came up to me as I waited outside the gate and said "you are going to be here a while because all the girls are in the classroom crying and hugging Leanna."
The secretary commented that the girls in Leanna's class had been crying all afternoon. One of the parents asked her why--crying because it was the last day of school?
"No," she replied, "because Leanna is leaving."
Another little girl came up to me and said in a pleading voice, "Please.....Leanna can 't go......We love her."
I was so touched by her comment that even I had to hold back the tears. Every day for the past ten months I picked the girls up from school--and none of the other parents really ever spoke to me except when I would say "hola" and that was the extent of our conversation. On the last day a few parents even came up to me and gave me a hug! It really made me feel good to see that people really did care even though they didn't always show it.
When Leanna finally came outside of the school, she was surrounded by her girlfriends, all of them sobbing. Leanna cried all the way home, and off and on all evening, finally crying herself to sleep that night. It was emotionally draining for her.
In general Americans tend to voice their feelings more readily, and sometimes living in a foreign country we mistake the silence for unfriendliness or rejection. It helped me understand that in a different country it takes time to build relationships, and gave me a renewed love for the people here. I hope we can continue some of the friendships that Leanna made in the school.