Here is the front door to the Kindergarten, in the little village of Segnitz, on the Main river, in Germany, that Suzanne attended.
We lived too far from the next military post, transportation to Kindergarten was not provided, had only one car, and that grade's attendance was optional, so she attended the local, church run,school.
She did not speak German when she started, but being the smart girl that she is, she picked up quite a bit in short order. She also was taught, by her class mates, backstreet lingo. She'd come home and ask me what something means. No Suzanne, "That's not a good word!"
The town was one of my many stops while visiting Germany recently, so maybe some remodeling was done since she went there.
Anyway, I don't know how she feels about the whole experience now, but at the time it was good that we sent her. She certainly learned how to interact with other kids. I hope she has some good memories.
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