I entrust to your care one very special five-year-old.
This little boy has been by my side for five-and-a-half years.
He is amazing, but I’m sure you’ll see that soon enough.
He loves to learn.
He is already so interested in the way things work; the life cycle of frogs, the way a caterpillar becomes a butterfly.
Lately we’ve been talking about the solar system.
As a teacher you probably know that Neptune has 13 moons.
I didn’t. He taught me that.
He teaches me things every day.
He loves to read and to be read to. He loves stories. He loves superheroes. He loves Skylanders.
Sometimes he might get upset if things are too loud.
Sometimes he might get upset because he’s missing his sister.
Sometimes he might get upset because he’s missing his favourite TV show.
Maybe he might even miss his mum and dad.
He has been talking about this day since the beginning of November.
In his own words, he is ‘extremely excited’ about big school.
I am excited for him, but I’m also a little anxious.
I know you have been doing this for many years.
I know it is your job to teach and guide our children.
I know you are probably an expert at calming five-year-old worries and tending to five-year-old hurts.
I know you have probably taught hundreds of children,
But you have never taught mine.
I feel like I am handing over my baby.
I feel like I am handing over my heart.
So, even though I know the hands I leave him in are more than capable,
please understand if I whisper “Handle with Care” as I leave him with you,
before returning to my car where I will surely cry.
A First-time School Mum
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