Last year she clung tightly as she walked into her first day of first class. This year she excitedly ran to the yard with her friend in tow, to catch up with class mates she hadn’t seen all summer.
There was such excitement and chatter in the yard as classmates complimented each other’s new uniforms; spoke about how many books they have and the realisation that that might mean more homework; and revelled about the fact that they were one of the “Big Kids” now as they start their first year at the Senior School.
A couple of times she looked out for her Dad and I. No words were spoken but those looks were telling us she was fine, happy that we were there, but we also needed to give her space. Her eyes were filled with excitement, anticipation and joy.
When her teacher arrived, she stepped into line with her classmates, gave us a final nod and off she went to start her first day as a second classer, as her dad and I stood back and watched with pride.
Always know, dear girl, that (your dad and) I will always let you run free but will also be there in the background should you need a reassuring glance, a squeeze of your hand, a big hug, a pep talk, or to just stand with you in silence while you figure out what your next move is. This is your journey and we are excited to see you turn into the person you want to be as, in your words, you “shine your own way”.