Fatin's First Day of School
Today is Fatin's first day of school. I am so excited!! We woke her up around 7:15 am. She asked me what day it is. I told her it's Wednesday! And she woke up with excitement, "Ari nih Atin sekolah". We dressed her up with her green pant suit (courtesy by Opah Haji) and socks and school shoes. Tied up her hair in 2 tiny pony tails. We even took pictures of her with her Chicky school bag. She looks so grown up.
And we were off to her school. When we got there, not so many parents were there. We were wondering where are all these parents? Hubby made a conclusion that most parents must have sent their kids to the nursery. So starting kindy next door is not such a big deal to them. After salam-ing with me and Hubby, Fatin was off inside. She was so excited (I guess because she didn't turn back to us) and got over to her friends and was shown upstairs to the classes. And left us there, looking at where she was before she got off upstairs.
We went back to the car, 'cause I'm supposed to send Hubby to work, with this some kind of heavy hearts. And I cried myself out in the car. Indescribable feelings of "letting go". Just a day before I had a conversation with my colleague. She was telling me how she cried herself out when sending her niece to kindy. And that's only her niece. I was asking myself why would anyone cried when sending kids off to schools. Today, I totally understand the feeling of "letting go" when sending Fatin off to kindy. Hubby said it's only kindy. Not sending her off to overseas yet. But I know even HE too felt like crying.
And we were off to her school. When we got there, not so many parents were there. We were wondering where are all these parents? Hubby made a conclusion that most parents must have sent their kids to the nursery. So starting kindy next door is not such a big deal to them. After salam-ing with me and Hubby, Fatin was off inside. She was so excited (I guess because she didn't turn back to us) and got over to her friends and was shown upstairs to the classes. And left us there, looking at where she was before she got off upstairs.
We went back to the car, 'cause I'm supposed to send Hubby to work, with this some kind of heavy hearts. And I cried myself out in the car. Indescribable feelings of "letting go". Just a day before I had a conversation with my colleague. She was telling me how she cried herself out when sending her niece to kindy. And that's only her niece. I was asking myself why would anyone cried when sending kids off to schools. Today, I totally understand the feeling of "letting go" when sending Fatin off to kindy. Hubby said it's only kindy. Not sending her off to overseas yet. But I know even HE too felt like crying.
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