First week of school for this little man and both of us (yes, this mama included), have gone through an emotional rollercoastal. The first day saw him going into the school in a happy mode but the second day, he was apprehensive. On the third day, he showed reluctance and cried pitifully, clinging on to me as I passed him to the teachers.
“Mama! Mama!” His hands were reaching out to me with his longing gaze fixed on me.
My heart broke.
This boy has never once mentioned that he didn’t want to go to school so it was a shock to hear him say that now. I recognised that it’s due to the change of environment and the lack of friends (and he missed his CV friends a lot) and that he needed time to adapt.
Week 1 of Term 4 went like this. He was generally a happy boy except for the two occasions that he clung on to me and cried,”I don’t want to go to school!”
I’m thankful that the principal was very reassuring and sent me pictures to show me how he has settled soon after I dropped him off.
Maybe week 2 would be better?
The other day, F and I went down to her nursery school for orientation which basically means information dissemination for the parents. She was happy to see the playground but since it was raining, she couldn’t spend time there.
I wish the space was bigger but since their enrolment is small, I guess it’s ok? The little one was fascinated by the kids’ sinks and toilets and wanted to wash her hands by herself.
The briefing took about an hour an the little one was bored. Thankfully, I had quite a fair bit of rubbish in my bag and got her to tear the carpark coupons and to share her stickers with her future classmates. The other children, obviously restless, came swarming to her for stickers which she willingly shared -strategy for making friends. Hah!
I guess the little one felt comfortable in her new environment because she went off by herself to mingle with the other kids while I busied myself with settling the administrative stuff. Perhaps I was around and thus she was at ease. In any case, I’m glad that she’s no longer sticking to me for her dear life and only looking out for me occasionally.
I hope she’s ready for school. For a while, I’ve been resisting the thought of having her in school since she is still young. But I guess the scouting of schools and subsequently admitting her into one was timely as the hubs has a change in his job scope and would most probably return home later than usual. And that would mean I would be looking after her for a longer period of time! I guess the few hours in school would help me keep sane?
Time to get her to be more ready for school and I thought the following books are good to prepare her for her upcoming adventure!