I’ve got great toilet advice going on at GNM Parents. And I’m trying to write an article (for the NCT Newsletter) on helping your little ones settle into their very first school. Any advice? It seems to me that there isn’t much we parents can do: I raised my boys the same, prepared them for school the same, and they all had a different experience of their first school days.
Chas cried a bit, then got a grip. He was never a big fan of school but resigned himself to fate.
Sam spent his first month screaming blue murder whenever I dropped him off, leaving me a quivering wreck every morning. He’d cling to the car seat, the gate, the school door, and me like his life depended on it. The teacher had to PEEL him off me every morning. I’d creep back, peek in at the window and the little wretch would be playing happily with his buddies, but that didn’t help me the next screaming morning! One day I said to him “Sam, I can’t take this any more. I understand that you need to cry if you are upset, and that is fine. But dude, this every-morning drama is too much. If you DON’T cry when I drop you to school this morning, I’ll take you to KFC for lunch.” Sam’s three-year-old eyes got as round as plates, and angels sang for him. He whispered, “…chicken nuggests???” and I nodded.
That morning, he waved me goodbye and skipped merrily into school, and never cried again. Huh.
When Max MY BAAAYBEEEE! started school for the first time, I was all prepared for the tears, the creeping back, the talking it over, the extra hugs. I dropped him off the first day, steeled myself, and HE waved me cheerily goodbye and ran in to say hi to a whole new bunch of interesting people.
I bawled all the way home. Am I qualified to advise anyone on pre-school preparation? I think not!