I’m jealous, jealous of the people that have their kids going back to school.
It’s not that I don’t want to home school her until September, that’s when I think she’ll go, but more that she’s had enough. Had enough of me trying to be a teacher when I’m not, had enough of trying to make the dinner table into a classroom and had enough time with me. Not in a nasty way you understand, but we spend 24hrs together, so when a friend offered to take her for a bike ride I jumped at the chance, I love her but I love an hour to myself.
And that is what I think children going to school will have, face to face time with real life people! An atmosphere around them, an air of excitement as a teacher opens a book to read a story! There’s lots of negatives being mentioned about the re-opening, all things they won’t be able to do, they WON’T be able to hug, they WON’T be able to play, they WON’T be sitting next to each other. I wonder if these are our own anxieties because if you flip it, what a great day it sounds. The teachers are incredible, they’re going to be full of positivity, imagine how your child will feel being in their bubble singing songs, hearing stories or reading to the group. That’s it that’s why I’m jealous. I’ve seen this whole lockdown like sitting in traffic on the motorway, there’s nothing you can do about it, just be patient and go when things start moving again, but I’d love for someone to be there for her to play eye-spy with.