Last night we went to the primary school orientation. Because Carrie’s in the K/1 multi-age class, she won’t be in the kindergarten building, but instead in the building that houses grades 1-3.
So we went, and we learned a bit about how they manage to traffic flow, with all the kids in K-6 riding the same bus and being dropped off to three different buildings. And then the principal read us a poem that involved ignoring the housework to hold a little girl’s hand to explore the world. And I was really OK until Denis leaned over and whispered “don’t cry”. Um, that was not helpful!
Repeat after me: “It will be OK. She will love school. It will be OK.” This must be my new mantra, with a huge confident smile plastered over my face, at least until the bus goes around the corner…