I've always been a bit aggrieved that she arrived early (she's never been early for anything since). If she had been born when she was due, she'd still have another year there. As it is she started school just as she turned four, and has left primary when she is still 10. I look at her now, she seems so young and I feel sad that she's having to leave the warm arms of such a supportive and wonderful environment. Saying a final goodbye to the teachers, staff and helpers that are like family to her and leaving many friends that just happen to be demarcated into a younger year, including her BFF. It must be a wrench.
Sometimes you don't fully appreciate what you have until you lose it. Cruel world.
G10 though seems fine.
|Last day, emerging after sleepover at school.|