If (like me) you have a little one starting full time in Reception this week then how are feeling about it? Forgive the mush but thought this was worth sharing... Dear Teacher I know youre rather busy First day back, theres just no time A whole new class of little ones And this one here is mine Im sure you have things covered And have done this lots before But my girl is very little She hasnt long turned four. In her uniform this morning She looked so tall and steady But now beside your great big school I’m not quite sure she’s ready. Do you help them eat their lunch? Are you quick to soothe their fears? And if she falls and hurts her knee Will someone dry her tears? And what if no-one plays with her? What if someone’s mean? What if two kids have a fight And she’s caught in between? You’re right, I have to leave now It’s time for her 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 she’s fine now without me I know she has to go to school It’s just so fast, you see It seems like just a blink ago I first held her in my arms It’s been my job to love, to teach To keep her safe from harm. So, when I wave goodbye in a moment And she turns to walk inside Forgive me if I crumple Into tears of loss and pride. I know as I give her one more kiss And watch her walk away, That she’ll never again be wholly mine As she was before today. Dear Parent, I understand that you are scared to wave your child goodbye and leave her in a teacher’s hands don’t worry if you cry! I’m used to weeping parents It’s hard to leave I know. But it’s time to share her (just a bit) To help her learn and grow. Let me reassure you That I’ll give your child my best I’ll wipe her tears, soothe her fears And change her dirty vest! If your darling child is full of cold I’ll blow their nose all day Just like you, I’ll care for them In a special way. I’ll treat her like I would my own I’ll catch her from a fall and If there is ANY problem I’ll be sure to tell you all. It’s true shell grow to love us They’ll talk of school a lot It doesn’t mean they hate you And that you should lose the plot! I’ll tell you a secret.. That when your child is here They talk to me as much of you Of this please have no fear. You’ll always be their mother Whilst teachers come and go To them you are their number one This I truly know. Soon you’ll see some changes In your little girl or boy They’ll become more independent And to see this, it’s a joy! I’ll teach them all I have to give To share, climb and to write But to you they safely will return To tuck them in at night. With love from a Teacher
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 18:31:36 +0000
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