Tea and sympathy
Yesterday was again time for a first in my life. I enjoyed a new experience which is always a treat of course.
I went to pick up Nora from school, she came to me and said that she was going to play at a girlfriend house ("Yes!!" I thought the ground work that I did is giving its results). I was a bit surpriced though about the choice of girlfriend because they had actually never played together, and I did not think they cared much for each other.
On the other hand I know the mother of this girl quite well since she used to work at Philips Lighting, she's an American.
I dropped her off at her girlfriend place and to my surprice I was asked to come in for tea. "How odd" I thought, I always had the impression that these play dates for the adults were merely a logistic business, but no, seemingly human interaction is also possibly.
I accepted with mixed feelings (did not know what to expect) but we cordially sat chatting, we knew each other well enough to pick up a conversation. Around us five children were raviging the house and the garden.
I happen to know that our daughters are rivalling for the attention of the same young man, with all the drama attached to it. I have to say that Nora is at the losing hand of this rivarly (poor darling), even though both girls project some kind of exotic charme (clearly due to foreign mothers and Dutch fathers) and they are both quite pretty, the needle is pulled by their strongly different character. As much as Nora is bossy and loud, her girlfriend/rival is flirty and giggly. I have to say that young men these days know what they want pretty early.
I chit chat pleasantly with my American host. Even though very different in upbringing, appereances and personal history we get along quite well. I see a lot of more in common between us than I typically see with Dutch mothers.
A couple of hours pass by in civilized conversation about a variety of topics, not only covering the (what a treat!!) but expanding in different directions and I feel quite elated by the experience. What an unexpected treat.
In the course of the conversation I also find out that at the end of the school year they are emigrating back to the US. I find it sad for myself, paraphrasing what Humphrey Bogart once said "this could have been the beginning of a beautiful friendship".
Looking at this from a different prospective Nora loses her rival, for as much as it is worth. One for her, zero for me.
I went to pick up Nora from school, she came to me and said that she was going to play at a girlfriend house ("Yes!!" I thought the ground work that I did is giving its results). I was a bit surpriced though about the choice of girlfriend because they had actually never played together, and I did not think they cared much for each other.
On the other hand I know the mother of this girl quite well since she used to work at Philips Lighting, she's an American.
I dropped her off at her girlfriend place and to my surprice I was asked to come in for tea. "How odd" I thought, I always had the impression that these play dates for the adults were merely a logistic business, but no, seemingly human interaction is also possibly.
I accepted with mixed feelings (did not know what to expect) but we cordially sat chatting, we knew each other well enough to pick up a conversation. Around us five children were raviging the house and the garden.
I happen to know that our daughters are rivalling for the attention of the same young man, with all the drama attached to it. I have to say that Nora is at the losing hand of this rivarly (poor darling), even though both girls project some kind of exotic charme (clearly due to foreign mothers and Dutch fathers) and they are both quite pretty, the needle is pulled by their strongly different character. As much as Nora is bossy and loud, her girlfriend/rival is flirty and giggly. I have to say that young men these days know what they want pretty early.
I chit chat pleasantly with my American host. Even though very different in upbringing, appereances and personal history we get along quite well. I see a lot of more in common between us than I typically see with Dutch mothers.
A couple of hours pass by in civilized conversation about a variety of topics, not only covering the (what a treat!!) but expanding in different directions and I feel quite elated by the experience. What an unexpected treat.
In the course of the conversation I also find out that at the end of the school year they are emigrating back to the US. I find it sad for myself, paraphrasing what Humphrey Bogart once said "this could have been the beginning of a beautiful friendship".
Looking at this from a different prospective Nora loses her rival, for as much as it is worth. One for her, zero for me.
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