This is an idea I borrowed from Jon’s charming blog, Writing in a Vacuum, which I very much enjoy reading. Although I could never possibly keep up with his humour and good mood, due to my mainly melancholic nature, I thought I should attempt this at least this time. My oldest daughter has started school today - she’s a second form pupil now - so there’s an excitement in the air, both for her and for me.
So, here we are, five good things about starting school:
1. The discovery of two brand-new playgrounds in the school yard. Brightly coloured slides of all shapes and sizes, swings, climbing nets, etc. etc. Sand, of course, plenty of it. Empty in the morning, whole bunches of kiddies hanging onto them in the afternoon.
2. A school bag full of pristine stationery, just waiting for the little hands to dig into it.
3. Meeting again friends, all partially toothless, all reshuffled into new classes, with a new teacher, but nevertheless the same friends.
4. My feelings of awe and the slightests of trepidations, as if I were the child, in school again, waiting for the mighty teacher to call my name.
5. Leaving early from work, even though it means I have to wake up earlier in the morning. But I get to zoom on the fluid motorway to my heart’s desire…