It's my birthday in September and I started school just a few days before I was five years old. Straight in, full days and no part-time / nursery places like the children do today.
Well my 5th birthday was on the first Friday so off I went to school, party afterwards, or maybe the next day and a whole day on the Sunday to play with my presents. 'Cushtie' as DelBoy would say! School cracked and a birthday under my belt.
Ahaha, not so simple for my Mum.
Come Monday Morning the taxi for our school run arrived to collect us from the little spot just near our house and all hell broke loose:
I was NOT going to School,
I had been already (last week),
I had lots more playing with the birthday toys to do....
...who ever said that school business was more than two or even three days until your birthday??
Needless to say I was bundled in the taxi, there was no option, no car at home to take me when I got over it. My cousin Neil looked after me and I suppose I got over it, as little kids do when they throw a screamer. Dear Neil, he told the teacher about it at lunchtime and I was quite embarrassed when she called me to come chat to her and talk about why I didn't want to go to school.. that was almost as painful as the going in the taxi hours earlier!
Mind you , that infant teacher was divine.. Miss Morley, she had the blackest hair and looked like she should have dated a pop star, definitely smelt great and had a long lasting effect on my school days.. yes I grew to like it (I didn't find it hard going) and teachers definitely had lasting influences on my choices.
Soooo.. Lucky Snappers..tell us your School day Stories..
Have you had tears and tantrums with your youngsters?
What has changed so much from when you were at school?
I am away in the States all week this week so I am being efficient and scheduling this..hope you are all well and I will peek and comment if I can during the week or when I get back.
Love to you all