Evendays

18 years ago today, early on a Sunday morning, Daughter broke through into the light bringing sunshine to our lives.

Girl, we love you. And your faith, commitment and perseverance, inward and outward beauty, along with many other qualities, have made it easy to be your parents.

Happy Birthday…

In the first year of Swiss high school, those who continue on to college get assigned a class according to their “major”. As you regular Evendays readers know, about 25% of high school students actually go on to college, and those folks must chose an emphasis early on. (sciences, humanities, languages, economics, etc.) In tenth grade, Daughter was assigned a class in the math-physics division with 17 boys and 3 girls.

As a senior, the class makes their Senior trip. I imagine the goal, years ago, was to educate students, visit museums and learn hands-on about stuff they’d been studying in class. Son 1 and 2 both went to Italy and visited volcanoes and ancient cities. Daughter and her class went to Marrakech, Morocco, during Ramadan.

She enjoyed the spices and a trip to the beach and being with friends. Much more difficult were the constant buzzing of peddlers and the uncomfortable-ness of eating lunch when Muslim Moroccans were fasting. (She said she learned to “skip” lunch out of respect for the locals…) She got back on Saturday night, loaded with spices for couscous, a bag of tea and coffee… Happy to be home and sleep in her own bed.

Just back from a week in Ternopil, Ukraine, spending time with the church there. And I’m home in time for Daughter’s 17th birthday. She was born on a Sunday and has brightened up our home ever since.

So, Happy Birthday, Daughter. We love you!

(BTW, 1990 was an exceptional year for daughters and for French clarets…)