The fog this morning was heaviest at the girls' school, aptly describing how we feel about the future of their schooling here in Dubai.
I have just begun discussing with the school their academic programs for next year. I am worried that they might not be able to offer the subjects Zhen wants. We might be forced to move her to another school or even return both of them to Singapore. It is also possible we might all be going home soon as victims of the burst bubble here. Truly foggy, truly uncertain.
Daisy and I have come to accept the much lower academic standards in this country. Except for Arabic, which Zhen is exempted because of her dyslexia, and Lin has absolutely no interest, they do very well otherwise. The alarm bells go off for me when Zhen topped in English despite her learning disabilities. Anyway in a surprise spelling test, which I believe is not a regular feature for grade eight, she did poorly scoring only 3 out of 10. Therefore she is still dyslexic and hasn't figure her way around it.
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