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I cannot believe that (for me anyway) the 1st September marks the end of Summer and the beginning of Autumn, and more excitingly, the run up to Christmas. As much as I love Summer, the long days and the warm weather, Autumn is where my heart truly lies. I love the cool crisp weather, the curtains drawn, candles lit and blankets on the bed. I love when everywhere starts to embrace the festive season and talking about Christmas shopping is acceptable. I love Autumn fashion for both myself and Little Miss, I love pumpkin spiced everything.
However, I had a little eye opener last night while browsing Facebook to what Autumn will hold in a couple of years time.. back to school. I found a poem that had me in tears at the idea that in two short years I will be one of those mothers at the school gates, sending my little lady off into the big wide world. And I know to non-mothers two years seems a long time, but it seems like a blink of the eye since my daughter was born so I know it’ll come around all too soon. I just wanted to share the poem with you all, as I know I don’t often write about mother-daughter things on the blog, but outside of the blogosphere, being a mother is my main purpose in life;
Dear Teacher
I know you’re rather busy
First day back, there’s just no time
A whole new class of little ones
And this one here is mine
I’m sure you have things covered
And have done this lots before
But my boy is very little
He hasn’t long turned four
In his uniform this morning
He looked so tall and steady
But now beside your great big school
I’m not quite sure he’s ready
Do you help them eat their lunch?
Are you quick to soothe their fears?
And if he falls and hurts his knee
Will someone dry his tears?
And what if no-one plays with him?
What if someone’s mean?
What if two kids have a fight
And he’s caught in between?
You’re right, I have to leave now
It’s time for him to go
I’m sure he’ll learn so much from you
Things that I don’t know
Yes, I’m sure they settle quickly
That he’s fine now without me
I know he has to go to school
It’s just so fast, you see
It seems like just a blink ago
I first held him in my arms
It’s been my job to love, to teach
To keep him safe from harm
So, when I wave goodbye in a moment
And he turns to walk inside
Forgive me if I crumple
Into tears of loss and pride
I know as I give him one more kiss
And watch him walk away,
That he’ll never again be wholly mine
As he was before today.
I know you’re rather busy
First day back, there’s just no time
A whole new class of little ones
And this one here is mine
I’m sure you have things covered
And have done this lots before
But my boy is very little
He hasn’t long turned four
In his uniform this morning
He looked so tall and steady
But now beside your great big school
I’m not quite sure he’s ready
Do you help them eat their lunch?
Are you quick to soothe their fears?
And if he falls and hurts his knee
Will someone dry his tears?
And what if no-one plays with him?
What if someone’s mean?
What if two kids have a fight
And he’s caught in between?
You’re right, I have to leave now
It’s time for him to go
I’m sure he’ll learn so much from you
Things that I don’t know
Yes, I’m sure they settle quickly
That he’s fine now without me
I know he has to go to school
It’s just so fast, you see
It seems like just a blink ago
I first held him in my arms
It’s been my job to love, to teach
To keep him safe from harm
So, when I wave goodbye in a moment
And he turns to walk inside
Forgive me if I crumple
Into tears of loss and pride
I know as I give him one more kiss
And watch him walk away,
That he’ll never again be wholly mine
As he was before today.
My daughter does go to nursery school, she adores it and even has little friends there that will be going to school with her. She only goes 5 hours in a whole week though rather than 6 hours a day! So even though I’m used to standing waving at the door and watching her run off, it won’t be the same. She’s so small for her age so I already know she’ll need a specially made uniform! I have treated her to a new school bag for this new term, and some new Clarks shoes though.. thankfully no need to fork out for a uniform yet!
Do you have children going to school this September? What does September make you think of?
3 Comments
Claire
I don’t have any children but I love that poem,
RuBee
Lovely poem. I taught reception for four years and the parents always seemed to find it so much harder than the children and being a parent now I can completely understand how hard it must be. They really are still just babies at 4 and yes teachers are ridiculously busy and they have a lot of little ones to look after but they really do care about them and want to do their best for every child. X
Lisa B.
No children, but this is adorable 🙂
Elizabeth
xx