I know I seem to be obsessed with this whole starting "big" school thing next year for Dillon, but it does play hectic games on my heart.
I drove passed the primary school yesterday and as I glared at the big building my mind was flooded with the thought of "this institution, will be the place that will build the foundation of my childs future". Everything she will learn, will help shape her into being the woman she will one day become. Every experience she will encounter in that place, will help mould her personality in the future.
The cherry on top was last night, she came to be and said to me "Mommy, something is bugging me". I sat down with her and asked her to explain to me what was bugging her. She started crying saying that she dosnt want to go to big school next year cause she is scared of the work!!!???
I had a nice long chat with her while she sat on my lap and I explained how school works and if she dosnt understand something or gets confused, she can then come home after the school day and ask mommy or daddy to explain it to her until she understands. I explained how the school day runs, about breaks and assembly and the Lords Pray. I told her how new and exciting it will be and how well she will do. I actually found myself explaining all of this not to Dillon, but to myself as well. My child went to bed happy and confident about something that is only going to be happening in about 7 months time.. and so did I!
You know.. there are stories about every school, some good and some bad and without actually being apart of the school, I cant judge them. So I will take one day at a time and so will my child. I guess that goes with everything in life dosnt it?
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