Sometimes it feels like an upside down world…….
From the title of this post you might suppose that the little person is being taught by Tibetan monks in a monastery high in the Himalayas and you would be partly right – not about the Tibetan monks or the monastery or the Himalayas but the little person’s school is at the top of a mountain. Not our mountain but another one on the other side of Tbilisi.
Every week day morning at 8.00 a.m. the tall person takes the little person to the end of the street to wait for the school minibus to take him to school. I always watch them from the toy room balcony. The school has lots of minibuses that collect children from all parts of Tbilisi, take them to school and then deliver them home again at the end of the day. Because the little person lives far from the school he is always the first to be picked up by his minibus and the last to be dropped off. He does not usually get home until 6.00 p.m. so he has a long day.
This is a picture of the little person’s place of learning at the top of the mountain. It is a very good school and he learns many things here, including Georgian, English and Russian languages.
The little person likes school and especially his teacher, whose name is Tamuna. All school children call their teachers “mas”. It is short for “mastsavlebeli”, which is the word for teacher.
There are lots of pictures of the little person at school but I chose this one to show you because it is my favourite. I should point out that this is not the little person’s school uniform. I think they had a dressing up day at school and he went as a white bear. And no, that is not me next to him – it is one of his friends pretending to be me.
Have a good day at your school on top of the mountain little person. I will be waiting on the balcony at 6.00 p.m.