Two of my children have now finished school! My daughter’s secondary education is over and another chapter in our lives is shut. Now she moves on to a chapter where I no longer play a starring role. Just a little on/off appearance now and then when they need a shed load of washing done and some TLC.
It was only yesterday that I dressed my daughter on her first day of school. Actually, let me rephrase that – it was only yesterday that she insisted getting herself dressed for school with me getting frustrated beside her. She always wanted to do everything by herself, she was far more independent than my son who would stand, like Little Lord Fauntleroy, arms in the air waiting to be dressed from head to toe. Whereas she would sit for hours doing up buttons and trying to tie shoe laces on her own and scream if I tried to help her.
Her first day of school. I do remember everything was a little too big and a little too crunchy (you see I was a crap parent even back then and didn’t know I was supposed to wash it all first). I remember how tightly she held my hand all the way up to school in her shiny black shoes and hair and long socks and she was being so brave, because imagine how scary it is to walk into a class of strangers and just get on with it? We don’t ask that of many adults these days do we. We don’t give our children enough credit for their bravery I don’t think…
I couldn’t be more proud of my clever, funny, mature, loyal daughter. She has worked and played hard throughout her time at school and been committed and dedicated to doing the best that she can. The revision she has done for her A levels has been second to none. She has given it her all, even if the months of revision (which caused me to want to leave the country) have been a long and arduous time for her. BUT IT’S ALL OVER NOW. YAY AND SHE IS PARTYING FOR THE PLANET.
At her last school assembly, she was awarded the academic prize for not just one but two out of three of her subjects. IMPRESSIVE (and clearly takes after her mother).
Whatever happens now with exam results and university choices doesn’t matter because she can walk tall, confident in the knowledge that she gave it absolutely everything she had. Every last drop of it and that is the most that any parent can ask of their child.
I need to find a photo of her on her first day of school, to go with this one – her last day of school just before the ball. She’s the one in the middle of two blonde beauties:-
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Beautiful picture. Oh, I feel for you – it is wonderful watching them grow up, but you also feel time slipping through your hands like ropes of sand. xxx
Thanks and I know….terrifying! Lx