MY SON'S FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL

                                                   

My son will turn 3 years old in November and  I decided to enroll him in school so that he would get to know how to learn, read and write,  would easily accept to live among others, will try to make new friends. It will also help me as my next baby is due in October. 

Before that I want to shortly brief the bonding between us. His father worked three years out of the country; even he was not there on the day he born, not on his first birthday. I was living with in laws and during those three years without my husband I was like fish out of water.

 But by the day my son born I was flying high, I started talking to him even when he was in my womb, and started sharing everything exactly after when he came into this world. Even one day I was whispering with him when my father in law suddenly laughed and said what both of you are gossiping about, I felt totally embarrassed. Whenever I cried, I cried hugging him tightly. Now whenever I cry he used to console me and tries to make me stop crying.

Mama! Please stop, why are you crying, sorry

This statement makes me strong enough to stand up again. Even he does not sleep without me I’ve tried hard, even he search for me while sleeping if I’m not with him.

This Monday was his first day at school and It was not worst but an emotional experience.

Two days before he was very excited to have a new bag, new colorful books. He had announced to everyone that I’m going to school many days before. 

As his principal told me to send him for 1 to 2 hours until he get attached to the teacher and class fellows so at 9 a.m. I dress him up and cheered him for going to school. He was walking 3 steps forward than me. I was hoping that he will easily get adjusted but I was totally wrong.

When we entered i told my sister to leave him in his classroom she went and came back. After 5 minutes i suddenly heard screaming of a child, my heart missed many beats, and i realized it is none else but ABDULLAH. i was like about to cry because i never made him cry, except he does something wrong and i need to scold him. 

I composed myself and sent my sister to see if the crying child is ABDULLAH or someone else, whe wet and came back with astonishment, why he is crying so hard. I was like WHAT!

I went to his classroom he was standing in the middle of door holding his bag surrounded by his two teachers and saying. i want to go to mama.

When he saw me he rushed towards me, i embarrassingly hold him and took him to the classroom.

He was not even ready to sit on the chair i sit on a chair and asked him to sit like me he sited quietly but kept saying me to go. I asked him to show his books to his teacher, as soon the teacher touched hie bag he suddenly snatched it away saying " it is my bag, give it to me". even he snatched  teacher's pencil from her hand saying "it is my pencil". 

Then i asked him to write on the white board as he loves to write with board marker, he started writing and i decamped from the class.

After waiting for 5 to 10 minutes more i asked my sister to ask from teacher , Whether we have to wait as he is crying a lot or we can go and prohibited her to go in his classroom. She forgot and went into his classroom and he again started crying like a toy who was twisted.

Teacher told me to take back home and asked me to leave him at the gate(not to go inside) most probably he will cry again while leaving him.

We came back and for the whole day i was scolding myself why i stayed there I've wasted his whole day.

The next morning my mother went to leave him and he was happy after 2 hours when my mother bring him back he was agin crying. But this time teacher told that he only cried once when another new child was enrolled and he was crying, ABDULLAH cried only seeing him crying.

I felt ease in my heart that he will get adjusted soon and by the next day ALHAMDULILAH he return back from school with a smiling face and saying" today i learned in school", "i will go to school tomorrow"

Now he goes everyday and comes back with a smiling face. He has adjusted very early ALHAMDULILAH.  Now his teacher says he is very naughty to handle, i have to run behind him to make him sit quietly and when i give him strong angry look he smiles at me and his smile turns me smile.

Whatever it was, whether it was hard for him to go to school or not but it was very emotional for me to see him crying and leaving him behind without me. Now i m happy that he will soon learn to be a good student

 May ALLAH bless him with a lot of success in his life. ameen!