- Names on pegs................check
- Set up home corner..........check
- Sharpen pencils/crayons....check
- Fill pencil/crayon pots.......check
- Make fresh playdough ......check
- Fill water trays.................check
- Fill sand trays..................check
- Fill junk modelling box......check
- Fill paint pots..................check
- Sort dressing up..............check
Welcome back everyone! Yes, it's that time again!
The time when Sunnyside School welcomes yet another brand new crew of little learners into it's Reception Class. They are the Sunnyside Reception learners of 2014-2015.
The Reception Team comprising of Mrs Jolly, Mrs Very Jolly, Miss Kind, Mrs Caring, Mrs Organised, and Mrs Crayon, are all set and ready to greet each little learner today as they begin their school life journey at Sunnyside School.
But whilst the classroom, along with the Reception Team is prepared and ready, and the little learners themselves are as prepared and ready as they're ever going to be, it is the grown ups who love and care for these brave little four-year-old boys and girls, that as a rule, are far from prepared and ready for this momentous occasion.
And as these grown ups wave goodbye to their little ones this morning, hoping against hope that they're able to contain their fragile emotions until they've departed the school front gate, let's spare a thought for them today. It will be a tough day for them all. There will be tears.... there will be heartache.....there will CAKE..... and lots of it probably!
However....it will get easier....... we promise!
As you wave goodbye to your little ones,
You can't believe this day has come.
They're only four and starting school,
This can't be right they're far too small.
You tell yourself a little lie,
That you'll be brave and will not cry.
But as you leave the school front gate,
You start to hyperventilate.
Your tears now flowing refuse to stop,
So you make a dash for the corner shop,
You buy a very naughty cake,
You need the carbs for goodness sake!
You dwell upon your growing fears,
Then fill a bucket with your tears.
You wonder how you'll fill your day,
As you shovel in a Milky Way!
Alarming thoughts enter your head,
So you grab the Mars bar from under your bed,
And then you start to worry who
Will help your little one to poo!
But then you nearly have a fit,
When you think about their PE kit.
Who will help them to put it on?
Heck!...Where have all the Freddos gone?
Then suddenly.....there's a feeling of impending doom,
For it will be their lunchtime soon.
The thought of that you cannot take,
So you swallow whole a chocolate flake.
By now you know not what to do,
Except watch the clock till half past two.
Your head is feeling twirly swirly,
You calm your nerves with a Curly Wurly.
Now it's time to go, it's almost three,
Your little one will soon be free.
You drain your nineteenth coffee cup,
Then try to do your trousers up!
Your heart starts racing, blood pressure's soaring,
A little voice says..."School's really boring!"
Your heart sinks lower than your shoes,
If you weren't so full you'd blow a fuse!
You feel the need to let off steam
With apple pie and clotted cream.
But you can't continue in that vein,
Your trousers will not take the strain!
So tomorrow you'll be super cool
When you take your little one to school.
But you know your heart is going to break,
And out will come the chocolate cake!