There are bound to be dozens, if not hundreds, of these posts scattered over the bloggaverse over the next couple of days, so I’ll keep it short.
DD1, my firstborn, has her last day at Primary school today. She’s been there for 7 years; school-wise, it’s all she knows.
She is, to put it mildly, howly. As a friend of mine has just pointed out- it’s the first Big Change of her life so some emotion is expected.
We had tears last night when she said she was going to refuse to go to secondary school and would just turn up at the primary school gates again next year. I don’t for a moment think she’s going to do this, but it’s a measure of how displaced she’s feeling at the moment.
I feel really sad for her too. I know she’s going to have a wonderful time at her new school, but at them moment she is scared and that’s never nice place to be.
I know the whole year group is winding itself up a bit so hopefully, when school finishes and she’s on holiday she can start to look forward to Big Big School.
Anyhow, it’s time for the obligatory First Day/Last Day photos.
Here is DD on her first day of of primary school, all those years ago.
You have NO idea of the amount of persuasion it took to allow me to take this photo of her.
Unless of course, you are the mother of a primary school leaver too, and have been trying to do the same thing yourself.