Yes, it was a decision out of a spark when I found the right playschool for Pinocchio after a good long careful scrutiny of schools around my place. I had a set of must-have criteria,which this play school met and I am really happy to have found one nice cozy school like this one. The day 3rd December'2008 seemed to be an auspicious day and so Pinocchio was admitted to School. As with his dad being away, it was myself and my mom who took him for this great event in his life. I had bought a nice attractive school bag,a teddy water bottle and a snack box to lure him to the school.
Today the day began early for me. To be true I could nt sleep the whole last night with the fear of how Pinocchio will behave today. His weeping face was flowing through my mind all night disturbing me to settle down.Pinocchio got up at 8:00 and we had him brush and bath and get ready. This was all done in the way he likes rather than the way it should be done....he ate his tooth paste, poured water all around the bath room and skated in the soap lather.All this was permitted today because in another few hours this little one is going to be away from us, in absolute new hands, he will see new faces and be with them. Since the past 23 months, he is used to move on with only 5 to 6 members of our family, he would just drop a sweet smile and a hello to anyone new but would never go to them. With all this thoughts floating around, my head was heavy, the heart beating higher and it was most palpable that my pressure would have been high. Pinocchio hardly munched half a idli and he somehow drank half a glass of milk. Then he was let to play around so that his tummy was not full when he was put to school, which may result in a puking session.
This snap was taken after Pinochhio was back Home after school....Yippee
At 9:30 am in the morning we entered the school campus,when the school was ON and the morning prayers were going on. Pinocchio immediately identified where he was and started shrugging his grand mom more closely. While I filled up the form and did other formalities, he was shrugging my mom tightly and watching the tiny tots pray. The Principal was a well experienced elderly lady and she adviced me to leave him for an hour for the next three days. But Pinocchio rejected to get on to his Principal and was struck to me like his favourite Incy Wincy spider. She seized and took him inside the school and we witnessed the weeping session commence. I felt extremely sad to leave him but the school folks signalled me to leave. I came out of the campus but had no guts to leave the place. Me and my mom had to wait for an hour to pick Pinocchio back. So we were roaming around the place and the watchman of the school premises was a nice gentlemen who would signal us every now and then about how Pinocchio was doing. After another 30 minutes., I moved towards the school but he did signal that his crying has reduced and so we can extend for another 30 minutes. I would have looked at my watch 10 times in the next 30 minutes and rushed to see what was happening with my dear son. He was seated next to a teacher and was sobbing lightly and chatting with her. Oops...this would be another happy moment of life I would preserve deep in my memories.....I felt I got back someone I missed (for an hour of course :))
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