Well, today was the last day of grade 1 for my little man. I did have quite a lump in my throat as I waited in the playground for the bell to ring, signalling the end of his first school year. Where did the time go? It feels like only yesterday that Jake was starting Grade 1 and now the year is through and he's ready to move onto new challenges in Grade 2.He's had a wonderful year and he has learnt so much. Perhaps that's part of the reason why this year feels like it should only be half way done, not over entirely...
Besides the obvious lessons he's learnt, like maths and reading (both which he loves) and writing (which he's not so good at), he's learnt so many other life skills. Like learning to play barefoot. Before the year began, he wouldn't take his shoes off for anything and now I can barely get him to put them on. He's lost a whole bunch of teeth, which has changed his face so much (especially where he still has half teeth growing). And he's gotten so tall, he's nearly up to my shoulder already. He's learnt how to be part of a formal education system, what it means to line up when the bell rings, how to sit quietly through assembly and how to sit at a desk and get his work done. He's learnt how to use a urinal. He's learnt how to put his school costume (black speedo) on underneath his school clothes, so that he doesn't have to get nekked in front of his friends. He's learnt how to climb into an icy cold swimming pool at 8:30am for PT and enjoy it. He's done athletics and played tennis and been exposed to sports he's never heard about. He's taken part in athletics day and won his first ever sprint. He's loved learning how to be part of a team as he signed up for cricket and then rugby. He's been part of a winning team and part of a losing team. He's learnt how to steal his way into his teachers heart by spoiling her with biscuits and chocolates (suction). He's learnt to call our good family friend and his school principal, Mr instead of Uncle. He's learnt the F word. He's learnt where to buy Chip 'n Dip after school on the big kids playground. He's learnt that you don't get on with everyone and that some kids are just more annoying than others. He's learnt that it's not very nice to be bullied. He's got lots of lovely new friends and hopefully has many more to come in the years ahead. He's learnt what it's like to have family at school with him. Becky is in Grade 3 and Abi in Grade 5 and he's loved seeing them in the mornings before the bell rings. I think he feels very proud to get hugs and kisses from the bigger girls. He's also learnt how to melt his mother's heart in a thousand new ways. Gosh, the more he grows, the more I love this boy...
Jake met his new teacher yesterday and he is thrilled with who he's getting. Aptly, he's going to be in the Bugs classroom (like the movie), so he's super stoked about that. His teacher is 5 or 6 years younger than me and has a baby of 1. She taught Jake's cousin and Jake's Auntie Josette taught her in her first year of teaching. I am confident that it's going to be a happy new year for him. But for now, I'm looking forward to the holidays. Maybe even more than Jake...
Enjoy the weekend everyone!!
Sue X