Fist week in Canada

The past week we had ups and downs. 

David and Masha has started school at Marie de France. Finally, after 6,5 extra weeks of vacations. 

David got into CM2 (intensive english program) where the program is one week in French and one week in English. It started good for him, as I can see, a friend of his is coming over tomorrow for a swim-play date. 

Masha started in Mat2 a day later, and she loves it. The quite I got form her is, "we have to work a lot". Well, comparing to a Danish kindergarten, when one just plays, here there is stuff one should do, and there is a homework once in a while. 

So, while our kids were in school, we were busy battling the bureaucracy. Oh, bureaucracy, bureaucracy, bureaucracy. Sometimes one thinks that if you move to another country things will be easier, it will be less bureaucratic, people will be more understandable. In some cases things go so smoothly, in some, well not that easy.  Like how can you explain a canadian export in Danish society that Frederiksberg municipality is not the only municipality in Denmark. And why does one needs to explain that at all? 

Any way, one thing we have learn a hard way, and I believe it will take us years to get used to, is the politeness of the people. Even if you don't have everything for the file, if you are not qualified or something, they will not yell, they will not shout, they will not tell you everything what they think about you, not, very politely you will be asked to complete the file, to come back, to wait, etc. That is something we have to learn to deal with, something one doesn't see too often in danish public offices. But one thing remands the same....