Day 1733. It was a regular morning with Randy leaving the house before 8:30 to take the kids to kindergarten. I lay back down and got up, when my alarm went off at 9:30 am, so that I could get ready for my 10 am student. I taught until 11 am, then went to the kitchen to cook lunch. I was able to eat some of it, while getting ready to leave the house. Randy left first to get Sammy, and at about 12:20 pm I left as well.
It had been cool and cloudy in the morning, but it was warming up. I had my scooter with me, while the kids had taken theirs with them in the morning. I took two buses and got to their kindergarten at 1 pm. The kids came out of their room to the locker room to put their shoes on, then they got their scooters, and off we went. We had a long road to go down on to get to the bus stop. We had just missed one bus and it was 10 minutes to the next, which meant that the bus was really full, but we got seats. Of course it's somewhat challenging to also have three scooters with us. We rode the bus for 15 minutes, then we had to go down another long road, which goes faster with the scooters. We got a key and went to the locker room, where they changed their clothes and shoes. When I looked at my phone, it was really 5 minutes after 2 pm, so they were late for their class. They ran to go to the tennis court, where the teacher had already started with the other two students.
I sat down by the window in the restaurant to watch the kids play. The teacher showed the kids the parcours he had set up and what they had to do in each section. Then they lined up with their tennis rackets to play. Whenever their turn was over, they went through the parcours, then returned to wait for their next turn.
The teacher again showed them how to correctly hold the racket and move it to hit the ball. Today Tammy seemed to do better; she listened to the teacher and put into practice what he had said. Emmy seemed to not be that attentive and did not move the racket the way he had told, as far as I could tell from the other side of the glass, without audio.
At 2:40 I was surprised, when Sammy suddenly rolled up behind me. He doesn't like to be home alone with Daddy and misses us, so I suggested to Randy that they could also come to the tennis courts, and there they were. Sammy was so happy to see me and just held me tight. I got him out of the wheelchair and showed him his siblings that were playing. I had him with me for the remaining 20 minutes of their class.
Tammy and Emmy came running to us at 3 pm. We then went to the locker room upstairs to get changed again, while Randy and Sammy waited in the lobby. And Sammy was not happy to be separated again. But we soon rejoined him, and then we all left to start our long walk to the S-train station.
The three of us had our scooters, of course, so we were faster than Randy and Sammy, but we doubled back a few times. Sammy was still not happy, and I did everyhing I knew to cheer him up and make him laugh, which I succeeded in. We finally reached the train station and waited for our train. It was a double-decker train, and Tammy and Emmy always want to go upstairs. And so Sammy and I stayed downstairs, while Randy went upstairs with the other two. I had a good time with Sammy. The others returned before we arrived at our destination, and that's when I took the picture of Emmy hugging his brother. Then we got off and walked to the subway that soon arrived. We rode it home.
Tammy had asked to try out my scooter, and I told her she could once we got off the subway. And so I gave her my scooter, and she did a great job. Emmy, however, was crying because he also wanted to try out my scooter. So I gave it to him after Tammy had tried it, and he also did really great riding it. But then he fell and cried hard. He had barely skinned his knees, though. He fell a second time, with his own scooter, trying to get up on the sidewalk. Once back home, I took care of all their light wounds.
It was just after 4 pm, and as I only had one student, I had him scheduled for 4:30, which still gave me a little time. Randy took the kids downstairs, while I sat down by my computer upstairs. I was so tired that I did not want to get back up. I'm much better at riding the scooter, but it's still tiring. Having my teenage student who doesn't want to work didn't help, as teaching someone like that takes twice the effort and energy. I finished at 5:20 pm, then went to the kitchen to make their dinner.
Randy and the kids had already come upstairs. I gave the kids their food, then got changed and ready to leave the house. I never leave the house by myself at night, I never meet with friends alone. Maybe that needs to change. I told the kids I had a class reunion and that they'd be asleep by the time I come back home. When I told Emmy I'd see him tomorrow, he started crying. I then explained to him that I was coming home tonight, though, and he was fine. All three were okay, as I told them good-bye. Later I found out that Sammy had cried and cried and taken a long time to fall asleep.
I took the subway to the end, then had to walk a little to get to my destination. The reunion had started at 6 pm, and I got there at 6:45, being the previous to last person to arrive. When I graduated from High School, we were only 10 students in our class, and we've only recently started meeting on a yearly basis. We graduated 33 years ago, and I was surprised how much of our conversation was about our time at school. We had dinner together and had a great time of fellowship and fun. Since I never get to go out like this, it was a real treat for me, and I greatly enjoyed it. At 9:30 pm I left together with somebody else, and by 10 pm I was home.
