Today is Stella's first day of Kindergarten and Roxanne's first day of second grade.
The first day of Kindergarten gets me every time. It's the first day of what will hopefully be nearly two decades of formal education. Twenty years of being in classrooms with peers, looking around at them and what they are doing, competing with them. In some ways, before Kindergarten, you really believe that you are a superhero. You're the fastest runner, the best artist, the highest jumper, the best at everything. Being in school you suddenly realize that maybe some of that isn't true. That's what brings me tears. For me school symoblizes the beginnings of self-doubt, or maybe that just comes with growing up. Either way, it's sad to see the invincibility of early childhood fade, even mingled with the excitement of a new frontier.
I almost got teary reading this!. It’s so true… But they find new things to love and learn too 😉
My son started kindergarten this year. He is my oldest and the first time I get to experience all that comes with having a little one start school. I want him to thrive in his new enviornment and continue his sponge like desire to learn.
Roxanne is a knock-out!
I bet with an older sibling the little ones are already pretty used to someone else being faster & better at most things. At least with their peers the footing is a little more equal!
Everyone has his/her own speciality that makes the world so beautiful and completed. Don’t counting others over ourselves, enjoy every happy day and appreciate every encounter!
Yes I also got a bit teary reading this!
My daughter is in grade 1. They had their sports carnival a couple of days ago and she came lucky last in her running race, but was happy to have run anyway. Later one of her friends (who had come 3rd) teased her about coming last and she got upset about it. Oh that wonderful peer pressure! Wish you could just wrap them up in cotton wool, Bethx
My thoughts exactly about kindergarten…even though it has been many years since my children went, I still remember that loss of innocence as you left them there for the first day. I always felt that now they were part of the “institution”. Exciting and bittersweet all at once.