Monday, August 23, 2010

The First Day of School

Both warring camps having spent their ammunition yesterday in the Battle of the Bookbag, today was a slow, exhausted affair. Lots of eyerolling, but not much energy for actual fireworks.

The real problem, from my perspective, about the first day of school is that for some children it's the first EVER day of school. This means a throng of -- there's no getting around this -- mothers gathered around the school gates weeping.

It looks like a reenactment of the Rudy Valentino funeral.

And it makes parking a bloody nightmare, because instead of parking, walking the wee tots to the assigned walk-them-in spot, kissing them with maternal tenderness on the fore'ead, and departing for parts unknown, they walk the wee tots to the assigned walk-them-in spot, kiss them with maternal tenderness on the fore'ead and both cheeks and then repeat this bussing cycle 4-5 times, and go beyond the gates to stare and weep as if they had just handed over the little darlings to Dr. Mephisto and His Evil Medical Experiments. More importantly, they do not vacate their parking spaces which, because there are far fewer of these spaces than there are wee tots, means an ever increasing contingent of parents -- some growing more lachrymose and some (hi!) more irritable -- must circle like underfed makos for the rare opportunity to station the vehicle within reasonable walking distance for our lad.

Our lad, incidentally, must elbow and push -- thiose who know NTS will readily attest this is NOT something that engages his conscience's dilemma mechanism -- his way past the contingent of people photographing the Very First Time The Wee Tot Listened To The Loudspeaker In The School Courtyard. There is less photography going on at a Presidentian inauguration.

But we have survived, again.

-J.

Posted by Joke at 9:55 AM

9 Comments

  • Anonymous sueeeus posted at 11:48 AM, August 23, 2010  
    I can't resist commenting. Normally I just lurk. :) My oldest will have his first day of school ever on Sept 1st. His dad expects that I will attend and take pictures of the momentous occasion. I was sort of planning on dropping him off at daycare as usual, and letting the daycare worry about school drop off and pick up. Won't it just confuse the poor kid and add to his first day stress if I'm blubbering all over him and smothering him with tearful kisses? I wonder if there is something wrong with me as a mother!
  • Blogger Joke posted at 2:17 PM, August 23, 2010  
    You are emblematic of all that is good and noble about the maternal impulse. You are saluted and lauded.
  • Blogger Paola posted at 4:23 PM, August 23, 2010  
    I am a proud mom who took her son to kindergarten at age 3 the first day, hug him tight, patted him on the shoulder and told him, see you later baby.
    He never turned back (aprox 200 steps down to classes) and I promptly left. Mothers will hang there and all over the steps until it's time to pick their children up!!!
    Said son is now in 5th grade and happy not to have a clingy mom.
    And then we complain our children boss us around???
    HA!
  • Blogger kim at allconsuming posted at 10:17 PM, August 23, 2010  
    Dude, I am almost counting down the days for our NFS to be walking through those school gates. It's still closer to 1,000 than 1 so that's a bit disappointing but NTS is down into the 100s before his first day. WOOT!

    There may be a tear but it certainly won't be shed in public or anywhere near the school gates. Who am I kidding. That tear will only be from the lime I'm pulverising into my celebratory mojito.

    I believe this is why we are blogging companions.
  • Blogger Stomper Girl posted at 10:46 PM, August 23, 2010  
    Oh I was the sooky mother at the gate, for BOTH boys! But our school, very sensibly introduces the preps a day later than the rest of the general populace so that the madness of kids finding their new line-up etc is mostly done and dusted by the time the cameras and hankies arrive on day 2.
  • Blogger Joke posted at 10:57 PM, August 23, 2010  
    My general outlook on having the lads at school has been:

    "Dear Academic Establishment: Here they are. YOU deal with them, and see how YOU like it."
  • Blogger Mean Mama posted at 11:54 PM, August 23, 2010  
    Who would have pegged you as such a sentimental softie . . . I am shocked!
  • Blogger shula posted at 3:30 AM, August 24, 2010  
    Mate, I would rather undergo a frontal lobe lobotomy that face all that again. Something about the whole school drop off culture that turns and otherwise mild to the point of passive me into a homicidal maniac.
  • Blogger shula posted at 3:31 AM, August 24, 2010  
    I really dig new stationery, tho.
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