My five-year-old grandson, Tommy, didn’t want to go to kindergarten. He was quite happy in his own little world at home with Mommy. He resisted the idea until the first day actually came, and he was swept into the kindergarten classroom.
When he got home that afternoon, he was proud that he had done it and announced cheerfully to his mother, “That wasn’t so bad!”
Imagine how shocked he was to find out that there was more to it than that. The experience was not over -it was just beginning, and he had to return to school the next day. And the next.
Let’s not tell him that at the very least, school will continue for the next twelve years. As I said in Chasing Lilly, “Sometimes it’s better not to know.” 😥 -Nealie