she’s home

Just to let you know: after pre­cise­ly five days, ONE show­er, NO teeth-brush­ing, mud­bathing, bunk-bed­ding and oth­er adven­tures we shall learn about tomor­row… she’s safe and sound. It was quite the reunion at the school tonight in the dark: they were two hours late and we all hud­dled around on the pave­ment exchang­ing “how hard was it for you to have her away” sto­ries, and then the coach pulled up and we all cheered, and they piled out, sun­burned, filthy, full of chat­ter and exhaus­tion. “I can real­ly speak some French now! I feel like say­ing “bon­jour” to every­one!” Home. Home! We’re all here tonight. What a joy.