The first day of school is now two days behind us but the last two days have been filled with the remainder of the summer so Day 3 is Day 1 on my blog. Here are my two grade 1 students loaded down with school supplies and enough food to somehow still leave them ravenous and foul-
mooded by the end of the day. They were both excited and a little scared about the first day of school in a new classroom with many new students. They are in a split gr.1/2 class of 18 students. There are only 6 other grade one students of whom Jacob is the only boy. This year is their first as full-time students. They tried to prepare me for the shock by assuring me that I would still see them in the summers and on holidays. Here they are looking happy.
And here they are trying to look scared. Hannah simply looks stunned while Jacob looks like he he has just understood a complex mathematical problem.
And here they are attempting to appear nervous. I commend you if you can tell me the difference between Hannah looking scared and and Hannah looking nervous.
And they made a quick return to happiness for this last shot. However, they then stood up and almost fell back onto the bench due to the sheer weight of their backpacks filled with new school supplies.
I have no end of the day pictures as I prefer not to record anger, tears and tantrums. They came belting off the bus accompanied by a whole host of feelings, stresses and hunger. The end of the day always makes me question the wisdom of not homeschooling my children. J
acob, in particular, reacts negatively to the stress of school. Yesterday was considerably better as I was ready with lots of food, a listening ear, hugs and kisses and, my secret weapon, Holy Water. ( I will soon resemble a Cape Breton mother who stands at the door with an upside-down, pierced, plastic pop bottle filled with Holy Water which I shake at each new person who enters my home. I will store this bottle on top of the fridge.) Thank God I am here at the end of the day. Now, I am off to attend to my other two
monkeys who are presently playing with a yellow school bus that is towing
a load of hay. The younger monkey is also smelling a little
malodorous - some things never change.
And here they are trying to look scared. Hannah simply looks stunned while Jacob looks like he he has just understood a complex mathematical problem.
And here they are attempting to appear nervous. I commend you if you can tell me the difference between Hannah looking scared and and Hannah looking nervous.
And they made a quick return to happiness for this last shot. However, they then stood up and almost fell back onto the bench due to the sheer weight of their backpacks filled with new school supplies.
I have no end of the day pictures as I prefer not to record anger, tears and tantrums. They came belting off the bus accompanied by a whole host of feelings, stresses and hunger. The end of the day always makes me question the wisdom of not homeschooling my children. Jacob, in particular, reacts negatively to the stress of school. Yesterday was considerably better as I was ready with lots of food, a listening ear, hugs and kisses and, my secret weapon, Holy Water. ( I will soon resemble a Cape Breton mother who stands at the door with an upside-down, pierced, plastic pop bottle filled with Holy Water which I shake at each new person who enters my home. I will store this bottle on top of the fridge.) Thank God I am here at the end of the day. Now, I am off to attend to my other two monkeys who are presently playing with a yellow school bus that is towing a load of hay. The younger monkey is also smelling a little malodorous - some things never change. 
3 comments:
Jacob's scared face looks like he's threatening to pop a cap in someone.
I hope Dave had a good birthday/first day on Tuesday. I'm assuming he doesn't come home quite as ravenous and foul-mooded.
I like the holy water in a spray bottle! Thanks to Cheryl Darwent for that one.
I promise that the transition from school to home in the afternoons gets easier as they get used to it... although I have noticed that Mondays start off well and then by Wednesday things begin going downhill again.
(Wow, something I have experienced as a (step)parent before you! This is a first!)
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