{"id":1190,"date":"2009-01-07T22:28:52","date_gmt":"2009-01-07T14:28:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=1190"},"modified":"2009-01-07T22:28:52","modified_gmt":"2009-01-07T14:28:52","slug":"first-day-of-school-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=1190","title":{"rendered":"First Day Of School"},"content":{"rendered":"

We have been preparing Zaria for the big day, asking her over and over again if she wanted to go to school, and she always replied “Yes.”<\/span> And then we did count down telling both the girls, in X more days, they’ll be going to a new school, in Y more days, it’ll be school day etc.<\/p>\n

For the last few weeks, Zaria has been crying for the tiniest problem.
\nI.e. She wanted to flush the toilet, and we did it before her.
\nShe wanted to put on her own shoes but since we were in a hurry, I wore it for her. Etc etc.<\/p>\n

So, on her first day of school, I was preparing for the worst with all her recent unnecessary crying bouts. She was the youngest in her class, just turned 2 and joining the 3 year olds. I sent her to her class, bid my good byes, and walked and stood at the door. She wanted me to be with her, but I kept telling her “This is your school, this is not Mummy’s school, so mummy cannot go in, mummy must wait outside.”<\/span>. She looked at the door (where I stood) a few times, but did not shed a single tear, although all around her, 4 out of 6 of her friends were crying or wailing. Later, I told her I had to go out for breakfast and I’ll be back to pick her up. She hugged and gave me a kiss and went back to her class.<\/p>\n

I was at the school the whole time, moving between the girls’ classes. Peeping and making sure she couldn’t see me after I said my goodbyes. She did well, although a little quieter then usual. Her teachers said she was very independant, doing her own things, fetching her own water and snack from her bag when she needed it, and asking for help occassionally.<\/p>\n

3 days has passed and she has not cried at all, although she did tell me today, “I don’t want (to) go school, I want (to) go kaikai with mummy.”<\/span> when we were on our way to school, but she was ok once she went into her class.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u2122\u00a5I’m so proud of her.\u00e2\u2122\u00a5<\/strong><\/span> <\/p>\n

As for Zara, this is a new school for her against her wishes. One of the reason why I moved her to this school is because she’ll be getting equal lessons in Chinese and English; and the Chinese is taught by a lady who speaks perfect Beijing Chinese. Although she didn’t really kick up a fuss, she kept telling me “I like XXX better.”<\/span> (XXX == her old school). “I don’t like to learn Chinese.”<\/span> <\/p>\n

However, in class, she does mingle with other children, and answering teachers’ questions when necessary. Hopefully, very soon, she’ll have some really close friends like she did in XXX.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u2122\u00a5I’m so proud of her.\u00e2\u2122\u00a5<\/strong><\/span> <\/p>\n

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