At last the big day has arrived, Asha’s very first day of
school. Rising early, she quietly set about
eating breakfast, brushing her teeth and getting dressed in her new school
uniform...all without complaining about the shorts or the overwhelm of
blue! She then headed off to school hand
in hand with her big sister carting the world’s biggest backpack on her tiny four
year old frame.
Thankfully the atmosphere at school was relaxed and
supportive and parents were encouraged to stay as long as their child needed to
settle. I gently explained to Asha that
she was in a safe place and that everyone loved her and that I would be back
(with Teddy) before she knew it. I
watched as the tears started to well in her eyes so I quickly taught her my
trick for stopping tears (she didn’t need to know that I needed a little help
myself). Finally it was time for us to
leave her in the wonderful hands of Ms Shead and Mrs Keogh and unbelievably,
holding back tears and clinging tightly to Ms Shead’s hand, she let us go.
I collected her promptly as promised at 2:30pm only to be
told that she had had a great day, was popular amongst the other students, had
impeccable manners and was even showing leadership qualities! Ms Shead even likened her to Charli – so there
goes my theory of them being chalk and cheese!
As we climbed into the car to drive home I felt like I was
breathing for the first time today and my only hope now is that each day as a preppie
just gets better and better for my little girl.
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