How.
Time.
Flies.
Same teachers. Same destination. Even the same museum volunteer to guide us.
This time we had plenty of teachers and parents to assist with the trip. Nine parents and teachers for seventeen kids! Not even a two-to-one ratio.
The night before the trip Marni was a bit apprehensive. The kids had been warned that there were guards in the museum to protect the paintings. I think this scared her a bit and she was worried about being arrested or even shot if she touched something she shouldn't.
One of her classmates was also nervous the night before. They had been warned not to talk to or go anywhere with strangers. And now her classmate was afraid of being kidnapped.
But all nervousness disappeared when they got on the bus. Marni sat herself in the back (a sign of trouble to come in future years) and waited for me to join her. The ride was quick and soon we were standing in the museum, ready to begin. In addition to Marni, I was in charge of Mia.
Interestingly, this visit to the museum took a path through a room filled with paintings and sculptures of naked people, just as Stella's had two years earlier.
There were some smirks and titters... from the kids.
By 11:15 it was all over and we got back on the bus for the ride home.
And just like two years ago, the adventure ended with a crying daughter who didn't want their daddy to go off to work.
PS... A little bonus to my morning at P.S. 39 was getting to see Stella playing on the newly created "play street". She was also happy to see dad (and no tears!).
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| Marni and Astrid discuss art. |
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| Ready to board the bus back to school. |
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| Bonus sighting. Stella playing outside (back to camera in green). |
