Change and Transition

All of a sudden, we’ll be having nobody in Primary school. The needy kids, which have to be sent in the mornings, and picked up in the afternoons will soon be all gone and replaced by “it’s OK, I’ll take the bus with my friends”.

Grandpa picking Amber up from school in an American car

How do I know? I remember when I was at that age and had the same conversation with my mum, sometimes asking her to drop me at the bus-stop before school so that I could walk or take public transport for a single stop, so it would appear I was more mature than I actually was. I was a Democrat, posing as an Independent.

So in these final two weeks of the Primary school life for Amber, I’m treasuring it as much as she should be (see below). Making sure she understands that she must embrace and enjoy her final few days as a Primary school student, before they are gone forever!

She, on the other hand, doesn’t really seem to care. To her, and I think many of her friends, this is just the end of one phase of life to the next, nothing much to ponder or cherish. The faster we move on to secondary school and beyond, the better. Perhaps they just want to grow up quickly and get out of school and exams.

Little do they know that what lies beyond is not necessarily better and many adults actually wish they were back in school!