Tuesday, August 28, 2007


There's a young Russian-speaking Turkish couple that has been in my class for two terms. Neither of them have strong academic skills (which explains the second term with me) but both kids are bright and very hardworking. They crack me up because despite having been married only a year or so, they act very much like an old married couple. I've enjoyed them very much. I was saddened when the young woman told me last week she wouldn't be coming to class anymore, but I also understood completely as she was days away from delivering her first child and the bus ride to school was long and hot and she had pretty much had it, poor thing.

I raced to finish the baby gift (another MDK kimono and a vine lace hat) and put on the finishing touches last night before class, but the father was absent. It turns out that he was at the hospital and their baby was born last night. All is well--mama and baby are fine. But here's the part that's bringing me to tears: they named their daughter after me.


Elizabeth said...

Awww! That's so great! I'll bet that's worth all the trouble you had last term, and more.

shula said...

Now there's an honour.

Did they really call her Magpie?

shanamadele said...

Mazel Tov! -- to both you and them

beth h said...

Pass the kleenex.