There is a word in Mongolian that means "space" or perhaps "margin". It is the word "�§Ó©�»Ó©Ó©" (choloo). I actually think it's a great word and so describes what it's like to finally be out of School for the summer! It's all reminiscent of grade school days when the final bell on the final day of the school year would ring. �§Ó©�»Ó©Ó©Ñ‚Ñ?�¹. "With space". It's a great word for a great feeling.
Today was the final day of Language school for this term. We now have two months to relax, not do homework, prepare for next year and practice. I am actually happy to have the free time.
In reality I am going to have more free time than I am used to in the three weeks with Renee' and the kids in the states. As I type this blog they are somewhere over Northern Siberia, on their way to Atlanta (dare I use the cliched "Hot-lanta"? I think my family's thick Mongolian blood is going to cook in the Southern US in July!).
Yesterday, before they left, we had a little post-test (one which we both A-ced), end-of-school-year party with our language teachers. We ate Chinese food and Renee' made a very nice Italian Cream Cake (of which the left-overs I am now eating - thank you Renee'). The other couple (Jeff and Shauna Spence) have been our classmates all year. We will be studying with them for most of next year, as well.
Ahhh ... �§Ó©�»Ó©Ó©Ñ‚Ñ?�¹
