End of term
Jul. 23rd, 2003 10:03 amSo today is my DS’s last day of his first year at school. From now on he will no longer be in Reception, he’ll be a Year 1 pupil.
It seems such a short time ago that we were all nervously preparing for his first day. He’d been at the same nursery since he was 9 months old, so moving to school was a big change for him. Luckily his best friend from nursery went into his class with him, plus a couple of children he knew from outside nursery, so it wasn’t as hard for him as for some. Also, he was one of the oldest - he was very nearly 5 when he started school, whereas some of the summer birthday children had only just turned 4 when they started.
Reflecting on the year, he seems to have gained a lot from it. He is good at maths for his age, and his reading is going well, but the thing that is best is that he has really gained in confidence. He enjoys school, and his teachers and the other children (both boys and girls) seem to like him a lot. I sort of feel that, whatever his academic/work achievements in later life, if he has good friends and knows how to make new ones he’ll be OK.
Finally, he seems to have got through his first year at school without learning any really rude words. I wonder how that happened?
It seems such a short time ago that we were all nervously preparing for his first day. He’d been at the same nursery since he was 9 months old, so moving to school was a big change for him. Luckily his best friend from nursery went into his class with him, plus a couple of children he knew from outside nursery, so it wasn’t as hard for him as for some. Also, he was one of the oldest - he was very nearly 5 when he started school, whereas some of the summer birthday children had only just turned 4 when they started.
Reflecting on the year, he seems to have gained a lot from it. He is good at maths for his age, and his reading is going well, but the thing that is best is that he has really gained in confidence. He enjoys school, and his teachers and the other children (both boys and girls) seem to like him a lot. I sort of feel that, whatever his academic/work achievements in later life, if he has good friends and knows how to make new ones he’ll be OK.
Finally, he seems to have got through his first year at school without learning any really rude words. I wonder how that happened?