They say the children grows up really fast. And it is so true.
I always nag at my oldest boy: “You are already so ‘old’; you should know better than to do this (naughty behaviour/act).”
Then the next Facebook “moment flashbacks” reminded me that he was so small, so cute, so chubby, so mischievous before!
I guess this dilemma of wanting them to “grow up” and yet “don’t grow up too fast” will always remain a tussle in Mummy’s heart.
I am now a primary school kid’s mother. Aged. Promoted.
Xi En eased in pretty well in primary school. We only knew that we were going to this school mid December last year and so there was a little rush to buy the uniforms and school books.
|First day of school – “mandatory photo”.|
The school is a 20-25 mins drive from our place. And that kind of made the school bus option undesirable. The school bus operator initially said they don’t ply our area and later said they can do special arrangements at $150 to $180 (one way trip!).
Cutting the story short, I join the ranks of many parents to be the “designated chauffeur”. 4 times a day, to and fro, I drove. It isn’t the driving that drove me mad at times. It is other drivers and the traffic. When you get impatient, zombie-like and running-late parents zipping around the school area, tempers rise and people flout traffic rules. That is my main grouse – driving into unreasonable drivers and also facing the madding morning traffic jams.
Awaiting keys to our new place so we can cut the journey shorter…..
|Dislike morning traffic jams|
Get past the above, I enjoy the rides with my boy. It is those times that we chat about anything and everything.
We discussed about the new developments in Bidadari area; told him it was a cemetery; Mummy used to attend school near there; Bidadari meant “fairy” or “angel” in Malay. “What’s a cemetery?” It goes on… And many other questions like: “why the clouds looked so near yet so far?”
He is entertaining on most days.
If you ran out of questions to ask your kids after school, this is a good guide. My favourite leading question will always be “anything interesting happened today?”
Term 1 in school ended easy with him making some new friends and enjoying school. Save that one occasion when I forgotten to pick him up from school, all went well.
It was early dismissal day, but this mother clearly forgotten so and was late by 1 hour.
Thankfully, I think God knows. Just a day before that, we went through what he should do if Mummy is ever late to pick him up. And the secret password that we set up in the event that he is approached by strangers who said they are there to pick him up. That fateful day Mummy was an hour late, he waited till the school gate was closed and asked a teacher to help to call me (I ignored the call because I was working!). Failing to reach me, he went to the general office and asked the kind receptionists to call me again. I was in a frantic when I received the call and realised it was early dismissal day. It was only the 2nd week of school when this happened. Mummy saved the day with a Mcdonald’s lunch treat.
|Guilty Mummy’s treat|
From then on, I followed a friend’s suggestion to set alarms on my phone to pick him up.
So much for a chauffeur’s day of work.
Now I understand why my friends said that primary one is a honeymoon. It is. At least term 1 was.
It helped that his kindergarten already started with some simple spelling and Ting Xie; coupled with the additional Chinese help he needed at an enrichment centre.
But his handwriting is horrible and he doesn’t seemed to think it is anything important. Daddy thinks that maybe he just has the handwriting of a doctor.
We started a reward chart for good behaviours and pro-activeness. It still worked for his age. His rewards range from buying an automatic sharpener to a tornado/spinning mop (he liked that innovation!) to an 1 hr usage of iPad to the newest Snap Circuit. So far, we do not have enough stars to buy a mop yet. Working on it.
We just had the first Parents-Teachers-Meeting (PTM). All good except he could probably work on socialising more with his friends.
His favourite recess food is noodles soup. Because there are fish balls and salty soup.
It’s a consolation that at least he picks healthy drinks such as Milo or Yakult Active.
We have done away with homemade bentos and snacks. Not because his Mummy is lazy. But because he prefers hot food and the portions he eat are frightening small. So to save me from the heartache of throwing away left-over home cooked wonders, he decided that canteen food is good for him.
So much for me trying to score some Bento-Making-Mummy cookie points. *_*
p.s: thank you to all my friends who suggested where I can buy different kind of lunch boxes. I found good varieties in Sistema and Toyogo if you are looking.
He gets $2 a day for recess time; an amount recommended by the school. For the records, it is sufficent to buy a meal + a drink. Most meals will cost between $1 to $1.50. Technically he only gets $1.90 per day. Thanks to intelligent mummies’ blogs, I sorted out his weekly pocket money in a box with a “SHARE” and a “SAVINGS” category. Initially, the “share” category was “tithe” but he didn’t quite grasp the concept of tithing yet. After reading an article in the newspaper, I realised “share” is easier to explain to young children. Now he set aside 10 cents per day for sharing with others such as the church, needy, the blind music busker he saw at the hawker centre and etc.
Hopefully this small act will teach him more on sharing and giving.
|Xi En’s weekly pocket money box|
So far so good.
That’s for me and him. We have kind of assimilated to primary school life with adjustments to go along the way of course.
Looking forward to teenage-hood?!
How was your Primary One schoolers’ term 1?
|Lunch treat at a cafe on our last day of Term 1.
I might draw this at home – for me; not him.