Day One He sobbed as I left. Reminded him of the ‘I go to big school now’ present he would get at the end of the day. Apparently he cried for a while and had to sit on the teacher’s lap for registration (how lovely is she?). Not sure how the rest of the day [...]
Read more…Tears on the first day are fear of the unknown. Tears on the second day are because you know how awful it is going to be. ‘I’m frightened,’ he whispers to me as I adjust his tie. ‘Oh baby, I’m sorry you’re frightened but I’m sure your teacher will look after you. And you made [...]
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