We made the hard decision to hangout in La Paz, Mexico a little longer for the girls to attend a Mexican school. It seemed like a daunting task to find the right school among the numerous that seemed to be situated about every third block. Fortunately, we ran into an expat whose daughter goes to school here. It’s an alternative private school under the philosophy of Freinet Pedagogy. Read about Freinet here. With its relaxed view on uniforms, only two different shirts required, and project based learning, we thought it was a good transition from their Montessori background and possibly more opportunities to learn Spanish as the kids work in groups.
First day at school in their school shirts. 98% excited and 2% concerned.
Although we wanted them to attend for at least a year to become fluent Spanish speakers, two more months of high moorage fees and a pretty good exposure to the language seemed like a good compromise. No, they are not rattling off in Spanish but they are definitely picking up phrases and words at three weeks.
School starts at 7:30 and we have about 25min walk so we get up before sunrise. In the mornings it’s cool enough for jackets though by pick up time it heats up to 90s on some days.
Tuesday and Friday are PE days so they wear these snazzy coolmax shirts.
As a family it’s been really interesting having the girls go to a local school here. We are up by 6 and out the boat by 6:45. All four of us walk to school and observe the local life begin to wake up. Typically we see a few women sweeping front of their “sidewalk”. By privatizing these sidewalks some are paved and glitzy with fancy tile work while others are unpaved with heaps of sand. In addition to the ever-changing “sidewalk” terrain, we are greeted by guard dogs behind fences, walking along side us at times, and on the roof tops barking to tell us that they own the streets. We try to keep our eyes open and be aware of where we plant our feet.
Walking out of Marina de La Paz.
Some streets are very nice with beautiful topiaries.
Love these mango trees on the way to school. They are one of the highlights of the walk to school. It will get even better once these green mango ripen in a month.
Just one more block and it’s our school.
When we have errands in town or just tired of walking in the heat, we take the bus home.