My son is starting prep school next year at an Anglican college. For those people who do not know what this is it's preschool but actually held on the school grounds. From there J will progress through kindergarten to year 12 all at the same school.
So this morning we had to go and do orientation. This is basically just so that the kids can get use to the school environment. J was not really sure about it (he's very outgoing normally) and showed some of the first insecurity that I have seen in him by asking me whether I was going to stay with him or not. Once I explained that this was going to be like the pre-school program that he does through daycare he got very excited. He just loves it.
I felt absolutely awful though. I liked primary school but hated high school and I was really surprised to find that I felt as though I was the one who was going to be starting school. I even had the clammy sweaty palms. The feeling really didn't fade until I had been there in the class room for about 30 mins.
Meanwhile J had a great time, he played with some kids and drew a picture. At the start he was like 'Mum what do Ido first?' and I was like whatever you want to do. As an introduction it was good. J cried when we were leaving, which to be honest, I had expected. He was the only one that cried when leaving. Hopefully a full day will cure him off that.
Then he went off to the school hall and bought him his school uniform and bag and hat. All I have to do now is get him white shoes and socks.
I am torn between being excited that he is going to school next year and sad that he's actually old enough to go already. He hasn't even started yet and I am already worrying about whether he will like it, will he have friends, will he eat his lunch etc etc. I am going to be a complete nervous wreck by the time he actually starts. So I am taking 2 weeks off work when he starts, so I can be at home if there is a problem.
Me overprotective?, No.
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