I'm not sure of her name and I don't like to use the children's names, so lets call her Alice. ( We have permission to use photos)
I met Alice on our first day at the school, she was in the play ground and randomly said goodbye to me. I stopped and chatted with her briefly in English asking how she was and what her name was. She sweetly told me she was fine, and told me her name which I instantly forgot.
She giggled a lot.
Come Monday she was in our class and was very excited to paint. When it came to painting happiness she really embraced the subject. She painted flowers, grass, the sun, trees and on another page apples.
I asked her why she painted apples and she simply laughed and said because I love apples.
I asked her if her picture was from Syria or turkey. She looked confused. We were chatting in Turkish, her Turkish was good. I congratulated her on learning Turkish so well and asked her how long she had lived in turkey. She laughed out loud and told me she was Turkish then went on to call me silly.
I got told off by an 8 year old.
