The day before "The Day"

After waking, commuting, working, commuting and eating, I discussed the days events with the family.

Aya (the exchange student), was brought to the High School for her Guidance Councilor meeting and course selection for Senior year, then our oldest daughter (Allie) went to the High School for her Freshman orientation about 2 hours later.

Aya choose her course selection with some assistance - as she choose:
Algebra I, Spanish I / II, Food (Cooking and health), US History, American Literature, Parenting (Life skills)

We discussed it later that evening and my wife and I thought that aside from all the reading that will be required in American Lit and US History, Spanish would be cumbersome. It didn't make sense to us, that she was trying to learn our language attend our school yet take on another foreign language taught by a foreign teacher (at least foreign to her).

That would be like someone shooting a target with a crossbow held by the guy across the street learning for the first time, but being instructed by a different person on a cell phone giving the instructions in broken English.

Awash all that senselessness, I am focused now on tomorrow. We have to bring Aya to the school and meet up with 2 other foreign exchange students and meet the Principal (whom I have gotten the impression has a low tolerance towards foreign exchange students and their abilities to keep the pace, since the school really can't afford to provide any additional support) for the new kid orientation.

She is very nervous and when she gets like that it is even harder for her to communicate, the words don't roll off the tongue and sentences are cut mid-stream. I wanted to give her fair warning that the principal may interview her just to see what his teachers may be in for.

Going to say a little prayer and hope that the other 2 students are just as fluent or less to defuse the focus of attention.

The saga will continue.