Warning: This post contains the odd swear.
I am two terms into Prep with my oldest child. We’ve reached a few milestones including recognising and adhering to school rules, making friends and putting together my first costume. Sorry, I mean my daughter made friends and has done all that other stuff.
Suffice to say, this first semester has been a huge adjustment for both of us and for parents, I’ve collated some of the lessons I think we could all try and learn from.
1. Being a class helper is a dangerous job so it’s OK to schedule work or something really important for that day. In Prep, children are given glue and sticky tape and then told to “make a ‘whatever’” from nothing but old tea boxes, sequins, crepe paper and coloured pipe cleaner. This does not end nicely for parents who have a pathological fear of craft at home. I wondered why the hardened veterans (people with older students) looked at me with a heady combination of fear and wonder when I put my name down on the helper list. Now I know. And now I have even more respect (maybe it’s concern) for my daughter’s teacher. The mess! The horrible, never ending mess!!