The 5 Things I Won’t Miss About Primary School
This week Olivia received her place for secondary school. The end of an era. My baby is growing up. I’m not quite too sure how we got here so fast but here we are. We all have to grow up sometime right! But as we head into our last few months at primary school it suddenly hit me. I don’t think I will miss the primary school years at all. No, seriously. I have been bringing Olivia here since she was 3. She started in the afternoons and this place has been a big part of her life since she was 3. It’s safe to say there are things I won’t miss about primary school at all!
I suppose I’m a bit jaded at the whole thing but me being me, I didn’t really gel well with being the kind of parent who enjoys the whole school experience. Being the involved parent. Sure, if I really had to I was there but I didn’t like it (I know I’m not alone on this). For the past school year or so, I’ve been secretly marking down to the last day. To a time where I don’t have to worry about impromptu non-uniform days or dressing as your favourite superhero come story book which was made into a film day and costs a small fortune to participate in.
I know there will be different challenges ahead as a secondary school mum but do you know what, I think I’m ready. I think? Possibly. Maybe. I’ll tell you when I get there. Anyway, let’s have a little look at the things I won’t miss about Primary School
Things I Won’t Miss About Primary School.
World Book Day
Oh yes, there is nothing more fun for someone who can’t even stitch a button back onto a cardigan than the letter announcing the school is doing something to celebrate world book day. Oh, and when they add an extra theme to the mix, just for the fun of it……. weekend ruined. OK, I have to admit our school doesn’t get involved frequently, but still when you have a child who a) doesn’t like to dress up in anything fun and b) doesn’t like to read so has no idea who you are talking about, world book day just seems like a disaster waiting to happen.
Did I ever tell you about the time I drove 10 miles to find a Dorothy dress from the Wizard of Oz, then 2 days looking for red sparkly shoes? No? It’s because the memory has been repressed so deep I only get flashbacks when I find red glitter 4 years later on the kitchen floor from me having to bling up a pair of white shoes. Also, Olivia now doesn’t fit into kids standard size dressing up outfits so the extra creativity needed is a pain in the rear end. I will not miss this at all! Bringing me nicely onto…..
Dress Up As Your Favourite Hero/Princess/we are celebrating xxx birthday
Please dress up as appropriate. See above and also with just as little time as before. I thank my lucky stars her dads mum is whizz with a needle and cotton. She has saved my bacon on more than one occasion. Gota love a nan with skills, especially when you don’t possess said skills!
Dress as a WW2 evacuee, something spotty for Children In Need and dress as a Roald Dahl character.
Need I say more
You donate money, or sweets, or gifts for the tombola as per instructions only to have to pay to get in. Then pay to try and win back the stuff you donated in the first place whilst fighting to get through the throngs of people packed into a tiny hall. There are swarms of kids. The whole school, plus their extended families, with prams all trying to dodge and squeeze past each other whilst crying into a luke warm cup of coffee as they realise in the past hour they’ve quite possibly spent more than they would if they’d gone abroad for a week! On Crap! Think I’m exaggerating? You’ve never been to a school fayre. These things are designed to fleece you out of as much as your hard earned cash as possible under the guise of fundraising!
The School Walk
I’m so lazy. I can’t wait until Olivia is too old to be walked to school. This is September. The countdown is on!
The Playground Cliques
Whether you’re in them, run them or avoid at all costs, there is no disputing they exist. From the queen bee to the busy body to little old me who prays no one notices she is there. The playground politics is something I am glad to finally be getting away from.
So, who’s with me? What won’t you miss about the whole primary school experience or are a mum who loves it all and embraces the challenges of last-minute world book day costumes?