Back to School Blues

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Sharpening his pencils;
ironing his clothes.
Wishing it would slow down –
how fast the time all goes.

Packing up his schoolbag;
new shoes up a size.
Seeing that he’s growing –
mammy wipes her eyes.

Every year he’s moving,
another step away.
Feels his hands in hers now –
he’s still a child today.

Trousers getting longer;
time can’t be ignored.
Although she wants him closer –
life’s there to be explored.

Today my boy returned to school today after an “awesome summer” (in his own words).  He is a home buddy and was terribly sad on the walk this morning. He’s also quite lazy so the thought of school work and homework and having to do any type of work depressed him. Fair enough; I get it.  He probably takes after me.

Why was I so sad though? He’s eight and going into primary five. I’ve been through the back to school ritual a few times before. I think it’s the realisation that the clothes are getting bigger, the work is getting harder and my little boy is taking another step further away from me.  If I’m honest though, I’ve enjoyed the peace and quiet today and managed a personal best on my run. It’s not all doom and gloom 🙂

 

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Lesa is an average person, living an average life and is moderately happy with her lot. There are peaks of bountiful happiness and pleasure and dips of turmoil and flatness. Lesa doesn't let life's set-backs knock her down or think she's invincible when she achieves greatness. She's finally realised that nobody is perfect and the purpose of life is to embrace it with all she's got and to give what she can to others. Oh, and try to have a lot of fun along the way.

Lesa has no idea why she's writing in the third person; she never does that.

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  1. I know the feeling. Seems not long ago my youngest was a lost puppy in foundation, now he’s about to enter Y2. And the eldest will soon be catching a bus to senior school each morning. He’s gone back soon. We have another two weeks. Good to see you back though. Hopefully this will give you more time for more posts now. 🙂

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  2. We have another week and a half – but I completely understand your sentiment and loved your poem. I will miss them, especially because they grow away from me – but I will enjoy some peace and quiet. Declan”s Kindergarten is only half day. But that is still 2 1/2 hours I will not have children and some time to myself. (And a high five to your personal best! Great job!)

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