Great news! Nacho and I finally seem to be friends again!! ^_^
This morning his mom informed me that she had a meeting after school, but that his dad would come and pick us up and take us home, so the she wouldn't have to cancel the class. She told me to meet them in front after school, and that she'd tell Nacho not to leave without me. :)
A few hours later and it was recess time. As I was walking back from the cafeteria, Nacho RAN up to me and repeated everything his mom had already told me with great exigency - only difference was that she'd told me in Spanish and he told me in superb English!! :) Aww!!
My last hour of the school day happens to be with Nacho on Tuesdays. Class went as usual, and when I went to say goodbye at the end of class, Nacho jumped out of his chair and told me not to forget to meet him in FRONT of the school in ten minutes. He really took this whole responsibility very seriously and was doing a great job with it!
Ten minutes later, as I walked out front I expected to see is dad waiting for me, but instead I found Nacho standing on the front steps, not running around with his friends, not hanging onto his dad, not playing soccer, but instead looking out in all directions for me in the slight drizzle of rain! Omg! <3
As I walked with them to the car, I got stopped by two moms, one asking if I could give her private conversation lessons on Mondays, and one asking if I could do a make up lesson for the one her son missed. Holy muffins, I felt so popular and in demand! Haha. ;) I told Nacho that, jokingly, when it was just him and me walking again, and he giggled. Ha!
The car ride home might have been the cutest part of the whole day though (besides Nacho's fashion show of his mom's clothes after he got bored with our play dough games): the whole drive home Nacho chattered away, clearly excited his dad was there to pick him up, which is always a special treat. But he also seemed excited I was coming along, too. See, when I'd asked him what was wrong a few weeks ago when he was acting so strange, he told me he didn't want me coming over anymore because every time I did, his mom got mad at him. He's only six, so telling him correlation doesn't prove causation was not going to solve anything. ;) So when I was coming over, but this time with his very cheerful, sweet and even tempered dad, it was back to happy Nacho as normal.
Anyway, yes, the car ride. Nacho talked the whole drive... But the amazing part was his incredible code switching. Talking to Dad? Spanish. Talking to Chelsea? English. It was automatic. And they weren't even separate thoughts... But the same thoughts, just parts directed at his dad and some at me. At the end of the car ride his dad told Nacho he was going to have to start taking classes with me, cause he couldn't understand everything we were saying! Nacho laughed and informed him adults couldn't take English classes - especially not while playing at home. Haha!!! ^_^
XOXO
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