Ding Ding! School Time!

'Tis the time to think about what to do with the little man in August. He will be entering "big boy school" in early August. And something is calling me back to my retail days.... There is a small voice in the back of my head whispering, "location, location, location".... In a city like Sao Paulo where traffic jams are a regular problem (nothing, mind you, like Bangkok) location is everything. And with a husband like mine who likes to sleep, location matters almost as much as the school. We have whittled our choices to two schools. Option one: A large posh school which happens to educate Mick Jagger's latest offspring. Full of confident well pressed staff and run like the military. Their philosophy is to keep 3 year olds in school, complete with school lunches, until 2:45. Option two: A smaller more friendly school where education philosophy and training children to think for themselves comes first. Where my goodness kids must wait until they are 4 years old to stay past noon. Is my evaluation objective? Probably not. Does it matter? Probably not. Probably the little man will follow his friends. Hi HOOOOOO, hi hoooooo; hi ho, hi ho, it's off to school we go...