He has done it well. He already has a couple friends (and he even learned their names yesterday). He has learned how to complain about homework without me having to teach him. :( He has already shown himself to be a leader in the way he looks out for other kids in his class. We are so proud of him.
Deutche Welle has an awesome article about the traditions associated with starting first grade in Germanic cultures. It really is a big deal here.
The school building in the heart of our district in Vienna
He has a native German-speaking home teacher, Isa, and a native English-speaking teacher that rotates in and out of first and second grade. Six or seven hours in the week he has teaching only in English, a few hours each week the two teachers team-teach in both language, and the remaining hours are mostly in German with English interspersed here and there. This is just like Nathanael's life, and he loves it.
The weekly lesson plan for his class of 23 students
Here's the English version of the school supplies to collect. This process was much more complicated than I imagined! What a cultural learning experience! I found the German version much easier to decipher. It was much more specific (typical of the German language).
Evangeline on the other hand begs us every day to let her go to school with Nathanael. Our little three-year-old would give anything to be six right now. It's hard to not have big brother at pre-school/Kindergarten with her anymore. Let's be real; it's simply hard to be three. (We have to keep telling ourselves that we will survive this three-year-old daughter stage!)
A donut date with Dad and Mom while Nathanael attended a birthday party
