As Erin approaches kindergarten age, we have begun our shopping of area schools. Today’s visit was to a French immersion K-8. Erin now says she wants to go there, because she wants to learn to speak French.
All I could think of the whole time I was there was “chow-dare”.
Being Canadian from eastern Ontario (though now ex-pat), I grew up with French all around, and was in immersion myself in grades 7 and 8. The thought of sending her to immersion is very appealing to me.
But, the school is focused on academics over arts and athletics. I wouldn’t normally care if an elementary school didn’t have a baseball team, but there don’t seem to be any drama or performance classes on offer. I’m an academic, so I would have been fine attending this school; Erin, as many of you know by now, loves performing, so we’d have to find her outlets for that beyond school.
There is another school in the area that has a drama focus.
Kierkegaard said there were two kinds of despair: The despair of the finite and the despair of the infinite. We despair of the finite when we realize we have no choices, that some things are inevitable, that we are going to die. But we also despair of the infinite, when we have no boundaries to our lives, when the choices are too abundant, when our options too many. Both kinds of despair are paralyzing.
We are privileged to live where we live, to have these options available to us, but it’s still a stressful position to be in. I don’t want to make the wrong choice.