i read somewhere that letting your kid go to kindergarten/pre-kg (for the first time), feels more painfully wrenching than labour.
*but is it more painful than a haemorroid, or a root canal*? — erm,
it’s a toss-up.
but this post is for my “socio” friend… who dropped her crying three-year-old at school and is outworrying herself.
been there. done that.
— i remembered the time when i sniggered at the news of a clingy mum, who was crying when she dropped her son at first day of school. har! har! — whY do emotional midgets even reproduce? doesn’t every child go to school? what’s this soppiness about. get a life, mommy. i mean do some cross-stitch or something (this was when i was single, a journalist, covering education)
~ cut to when i was sending my first-born to school. you must remember
who i am — terrible cynic, blase reporter, emotional giant, psychology
gold medalist… and how i bawled!!
the teacher had to come out of the classroom and shoo me away, because all the other kids stopped colouring and were staring…. at this very pregnant auntie, sobbing loudly into her handbag — you could call it
‘seperation anxiety’, if you put it very mildly.
another teacher wrenched anand from dashing out of the classroom to the door; my mil wrenched me away from rushing to anand — it was all very er wrenching, heart-wrenching!
~ i made international calls to rant and got bills that made the
husband ask why i didnt take the flight instead (cheaper)
it was the same story everyday… for a month. we both cried buckets in
the morning, until my second son arrived. and then i doubly cried
because i had a shooting pain in the wrong area.
the conclusion is this, socio: the kid has to begin to fight his own battles. you can give him empathy, courage and love (and a yummy breakfast). but it is he who must go and face up to a roomful of kids, and a teacher who pries him away from his mamma. it is he who has to face a bully who grabs his crayons, or listen to a popular boy saying “i don’t like you”;
plus, socio, don’t you have an up day and a down..?
it’s the same way for kids. maybe yesterday was a down day …now i’ve
told you this. let me see if i can work on it myself. *school re-opens on jan 5*
PS : the kiddie story is coming soon, at a blog near you… stay with us