Of First Days And A Lifetime More To Come
“Sending your child off to school for the first time in their life is terrifying.” – Arabella Weir
On the first day of preschool I watched my heart step into the classroom. She stared back at me in a colourful dress with Barbie backpack on her shoulders. Her eyes were pleading, “Don’t leave me here mama. I need you.” Suddenly she looked even smaller and my heart broke a little. But my brave little warrior did not cry. I took one last look and said, “Bye darling.” Her head shook sideways. I waved and left.
It was harder than I thought it would ever be. I didn’t cry but I could understand why some parents do. My heart ached for her; “Would she be okay? Could she make friends? Would she play nice? The other kids, would they play nice?” My head was reeling as I drove off to work.
When pick up time came I rushed out of the office leaving my colleague to lock up. We would finally be reunited! I walked through those school gates and saw her at a distance beaming right back at me! As I scooped her in my arms, hugged and kissed her then whispered, “Mama is here. I love you baby.” Do you know what her reply was? “I love you mama.” And we walked to the car hand in hand.
“Making the decision to have a child – It is momentous. It is to decide to have your heart go walking around outside your body.” – Elizabeth Stone
The First Day Of Nursery School: A Teary-Eyed Toddler
Written by Annonymous
My boy is two. That’s little right? He’s too young for school, I kept telling myself as I drove him to his new preschool gates. He hardly talks so he’ll never make friends. This I thought as I drove the extra km’s towards his school. What happens if I chose the wrong nursery and he’s scared for life, this I wondered at the robots.
I knew I had to put a brave face on as I walked in. I kept my attitude as breezy as I could and I had a bizarre smile plastered on my face. To the other mothers, I looked like a smiling Rottweiler.
I wanted my child to be the kid who saw the paint and never looked back. Instead, I said a cheery goodbye and instantly got a teary-eyed toddler with a wobbling bottom lip. I’d been warned, don’t hang around and get moving. I reluctantly left my struggling baby behind. With each step away I thought about what a bad parent I was being.
At work I watched the clock click slowly towards the pickup time. With each ticking moment thinking I’d made a terrible choice.
Finally, it was time to rescue my baby. I entered his classroom with trepidation. That’s when I found him happily playing in the corner. He was stacking blocks with a lovely girl in a princess dress. I called out to him, he looked up smiled and carried on with his task.
As we walked out to the car to head home, his bottom lip wobbled and his eyes filled with tears. He tried to get me to take him back into school. “Want school” he kept saying again and again as I manhandled him into his car seat.
As I drove away I thought what tomorrow will bring! I’m not sure this mummy can take another first day.
The most important day of a person’s education is the first day of school, not Graduation Day. -Harry Wong