My son's first day in school.

Singapore
March 16, 2007 4:33pm CST
I remember my son's very first day in preschool about 3 years ago. My husband and I are not the only parents present by the entrance of the school, waiting, peeping to see how the kids are coping. I think the parents are more excited than the kids :) Now, my son is in primary 1. The feeling is a little bit different this time. When I brought my son to school that day, as I was watching him walking away from me along the school's long corridor, carrying his backpack which is half his size, I felt my heart twist, and I almost cried. How my son has grown, and I know in a few years I have to let him go. How blessed I have felt at the same time that God has trusted me enough to give me this very precious gift to care for. How my husband laughed when I told him I almost cried at the school's gate :) But deep inside I know, I will always treasure that experience.
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suspenseful
@suspenseful (40193)
• Canada
3 Jan 08
My adopted sons went to a preschool at separate times because they were twins and were speaking twin language and they had to learn to talk like the other children. They had never been separate, and there was no such thing as backpacs then. I was worried that they would pick up swearing from the other kids, more than someone beating up on them and if they would wait until we got there and not start walking home on their own as they were very independent. So each time, we would wonder if the one at preschool would have started down the street before we were able to pick them up. When they went to school, they were already two distinct boys, and ===but I sure wish I could have gotten more children, but they were in the hard to place category and I wanted an infant after them, and once you were put in the adoption of hard to place children, you are stuck there.