On a personal note...
Today, my youngest daughter started reception. I have four children, so you think I would be an expert. The teacher had to peel her off me as she screamed her head off and as I was ushered out of the classroom by the teaching assistant, I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. As soon as I was in the playground and in full glare of all the other parents, I started crying! I was the only adult crying and my daughter was the only child crying. We must have looked a sight!
Tomorrow, I go though it again, just as emotional... Although I won't be able to show just how much. My eldest daughter starts secondary school. I know she is scared as she is very pensive, when usually she is quite loud and always full of life. I am nervous for her and feel her fear because I remember what it felt like to walk into a big secondary school with lots of adult sized girls. Not knowing anyone. She is the only one from her mixed private school going to this Roman Catholic girls school.
Luckily she is only going for two hours tomorrow with just the year 7's and then we can spend the rest of the afternoon together, just the two of us...
Oh that is so sweet! I'm sure I'll be a wreck when my wee one starts school (which'll be a while cos he's 6 months, but still!) I bet your older daughter will have a great time once she's settled...
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