It’s the last day of the school year, and the last day ever at this school for Ingrid. As a graduating grade 6 student she finally gets to sit on a chair (while the younger kids all sit on blankets etc on the ground), and she gets a rose from the one of the kids in grade 0.

I still remember when she was in grade 0 and sitting at the very front, and how handing a rose to one of the big kids was a big thing. And how old the grade 6 kids looked to me then!

Afterwards we had our traditioal conveyor belt sushi lunch at Zan in Kista. Ingrid is working on her chopstick skills: she has learned an odd grip, with the chopsticks crossed, and is now trying to unlearn it to get a better… um… grip on whatever she’s trying to grab. With slippery metal chopsticks and slippery, hard watermelon pieces, it’s quite a challenge.