Start humming Pink Floyd’s “Another Brick in the Wall: Part 2” here. “We don’t need no education . . . “
Well, we have been with Preschooler (for another few days) D to kindergarten open house. We have been with that woman who is going to take our boy and CRUSH the independent spirit right out of him and leave him cold and lifeless in the gray walls of public education!
HEY! TEACHERS! LEAVE THEM KIDS ALONE!
Didn’t fool you for a second, did I? No, this is not a Pink Floyd nightmare. This is Mrs. H. This is the kindest, sweetest (yet firm), most organized, born-to-teach-kindergarten woman in existence on the face of the earth. I am not even exaggerating.
She remembers how I came with Cyberspace Sarah and my niece to open house in her classroom five years ago. I did not remember that until she said so. Sarah does not remember it at all.
D could not contain his excitement. “THIS IS SO AWESOME!” he kept saying. He hopped around from station to station. He found his seat. He found his locker and about split in two with excitement. He found the bathroom. He could barely pose for this photo because he just had to look around. He’s holding a pencil he got from the principal and some high school kid dressed as a kindly team mascot Jaws. (We’re the Lakers.)
He hugged and hugged Mrs. H. He hugged Mrs. R., her classroom helper and another blessing to public elementary education who proudly announced to D that she knew Colin.
Ohhhhh . . . D’s ready, isn’t he?
I better get ready too. Ready for Kindergarten D.
I need to have a little cry now.
Just a little one.