First Day of School

With school starting soon, and some already started, I am reminded of the day I took my oldest to her first day of kindergarten. I was worried that she would be one of those who would cry and not want me leave her there. Boy! did she surprise me.

All the way to the school I talked with my five year old daughter about being at the school all day, and meeting lots of new people and making new friends. I really tried to build it up so that she would feel better about being there. Well…when we got there her teacher came over to the car and opened the door. With a big smile and a bright, cheery, “Hello”, she helped my brave daughter out of the truck, and walked her, hand-in-hand to into the classroom. I CRIED ALL THE WAY HOME! I remember telling my wife, “She just went into the classroom! She didn’t even look back and wave to me!”

And she hasn’t looked back since. At an early age she knew she wanted to teach and, twenty years later, is about to start her fourth year as a middle school English/Language Arts teacher. She’s still having first days of school.

Sending best wishes to all students, parents, teachers, administrators and support staff for a great, exciting, safe and prosperous new school year.

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4 thoughts on “First Day of School

  1. On my eldest first day as I walked her in and said it was time for me to leave and asked if she needed anything before I left she said “you will pick me up in time for bedtime?”. When I replied I’d pick her up in a few hours she said “oh” and ran to play. I felt so rejected and like you cried all the way home.
    I should have savoured that though as my youngest made my neck bleed for over 2 months clinging to me and refusing to let go! It was all for attention though. As soon as I left each day he was happily playing with the other children

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