The Primary Days: Playground politics
Even at the age of 37 years old, the school playground reduces me to a paranoid wreck - in true schoolgirl-esque style I have thoughts such as "why won't that mum talk to me" and "I wish I had shoes like hers".
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I am still coming to terms with the fact that I no longer have control over when I see my child. This time last year I was allowed to see Betty during every waking hour if I wanted to.
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A couple of days into my daughter’s third term at primary school, I was taken aside by her teacher during drop-off. "Can I have a quick word with you please?" she said gently.
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I have just witnessed my two-year-old complete a jigsaw puzzle aimed at 4-7 year olds. This is the same child who was talking in full sentences when she was 18 months old, potty trained herself, and can count to 32.
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A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I invited some of our parent friends round for dinner. These are people that we really like, but often we only manage a brief exchange at the school gates before the kids drag us away, moaning that they are hungry.
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