Here we are today, off a waitlist and in a preschool, a completely French public preschool.
This school is nice-ish. The building is new and the classroom has a lot of fun things in it but there are 50 kids and two teachers stuffed into two open classrooms. It is pretty crazy and I am not happy about the class size.
Stella is the lone English speaker, not expat or non-French speaker, but English speaker.
We dropped her off and she managed to get through the day, learn a few words, eat a small snack but by lunch when I picked her up she had enough. She broke down in tears and hugged me. She said it was fine but it just had too much French. I feel that way every day of my life here in Belgium.
Tomorrow will be a new day and maybe a few less tears. This is my grand experiment to see how long it takes my kiddo to have French comprehension and then be able to speak. Maybe they can translate for me.
WORD OF ADVICE TO THOSE GOING TO BRUSSELS WITH PRESCHOOL AGE KIDS
1. Find out your address
2. Get a French Speaker
3. Call the closest schools to your home and enroll or get on waitlist.