January 6th 2014
The coldest day in Chicago, -40C. Everything was closed: public schools, university, grocery stores, public transportation... The commune set up kid-watch teams at the Ruby's house, and working team at my house. Anne and I had just turned on our computers and bad news came from upstairs. Ming Ming fell (running with slippery socks) and cut open her chin. I called MM's pediatrician, sent her this image, and she said "emergency". Anne volunteered to drive us. It was snowing really bad, her car had four-wheel drive, mine did not.
Anne dropped us off at the ER and parked one block away (too much snow outside the ER building and they did not clear it up yet!!). When she came back, she could barely see as her glasses were all foggy and frozen. The ER at the children's hospital were pretty empty, and we were taken care of quickly.
Anne was great in calming down kids in a medical emergency. MM looked pretty calm in this pic. But then, the doctor came and wrapped her up very tightly with a bed-sheet (like a mummy), with her arms tightly bounded to her body so that she could not move. Then they gave her some numbing creams and shots (Ming Ming kept saying that it still hurted), and then three stitches. Unfortunately it was an intern who did the stitches (under supervision), and it took at least twice as long and caused much more pain. She stitched it wrong and had to do it again.
When it was finally done, Ming Ming was full of sweat and tears. My poor little thing!
One week after the stitches, we went to her pediatrician to have them removed. The same night, she ran to give me a hug and bumped her chin to my face, the scar opened up again. Her doctor said that they could not sew it back up again, and suggested butterfly band aid.
The ER visit costed more than $2000 (insurance paid the whole bill), and we were not sure if it did any good. This was how the scar look like in March.
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In early June, Ming Ming graduated Kindergarten.
her graduation project: she wrote a whole book! title - The anmols in a sekrit grdin (the animals in a secret garden). The book was more than 20 pages long, with lots of text (creative spelling) and illustrations. For almost a whole month, each morning her teacher would read her what she had written before, and she would add another page of text and illustration to her story. The story mirrors pretty closely her life at home and in the commune. The day after we had taken her to a sushi restaurant, the insect friends in her book go to a sushi place too. The day after she had a sleep over with friends, the ladybugs and butterflies did the same thing, etc. etc..
parents were invited for a book reading ceremony when all the books were finished.
a small graduation ceremony at her classroom on June 3rd. Her teachers spoke about their evaluations of Ming Ming and presented her a kept-sake folder with all her artworks from the kindergarten year.
a school picnic to mark the end of the year
with her teachers
and friends
And so ends Ming Ming's preschool life at Akiba Schechter. She was there for three years. We are very happy with her schooling there. The first year with Emliy and Hannah and the second year with Aru were both extraordinary. The kindergarten year were not as impressive. There was a bit more formal schooling (alphabets and numbers) and the program was not as creative. But still, Ming Ming was very happy there for the entire year.
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August 14, I finally decided that it is time MM tackle the two-wheeler. The big girls bike that I found with Anne in a second hand market this summer has been sitting in the bike room for a while. We took it and walked to the parking lot of our local public school. This was what happens after I held her bike and ran after her for ten rounds.
That afternoon, we biked home.
Then I forced her a few times to bike with me to music and ballet classes. She was not happy because she was scared biking on the sidewalk: always afraid that she would run into someone, dare not to pass anyone walking ahead of her, stop her bike whenever someone walks past her, etc.. But after a few trips, she was already a pro.
