Starting Reception: School Visit
I know some of you already have reception children in class, but our school likes to take it slow.
The girls went back to school yesterday, but DS doesn’t start in uniform until Monday. However, today he went into his classroom for an hour, along with half of his class, in order to meet his teacher.
He was very excited about the prospect, and had to be dissuaded from wearing his uniform and taking his book bag.
This is what he wore to his first day at school.
I’d like to make it quite clear that this is not actually his uniform.
A is for Awesome apparently. At least that’s one letter he knows!
DS was a little bit overwhelmed when all the parents and kids were gathered in the hall waiting for names to be called out. We have a 4 form entry this year and there was a lot of noise.
Still, as soon as his name was called , he jumped off my lap and walked towards his classroom. Once inside, he started chatting to another boy and they both went off towards some of the toys laid out. He doesn’t know anyone in his class but I’m sure he’ll make friends quickly. I had to call him back to say goodbye.
The hour went more quickly for him than me, I’m sure but when I went back to collect him I could see he wasn’t happy.
He had a face on him like thunder.
‘Oh no’, I asked his teacher. ‘What happened?’
All sorts of things went through my head; he’s had a tantrum, or a fight with another kids or been told off…what a great start to his school career.
It turned out that the problem was that he had wanted to do some colouring, but by the time he’d played with the dinosaurs, the play dough and the bricks, listened to a story and gone for a wee (with 3 other boys!), there simply hadn’t been time.
His teacher promised he could do some colouring on Monday and his tears dried up.
He skipped down the hall holding my hand.
‘Mummy, how long was I gone?’
‘An hour, darling.’
‘Phew. That was a very long hour mummy. I did lots of work. I think it’s time for lunch.’
And so it was.