As usual, my worry was much ado about nothing. Zona and I had a long talk about walking up the breezeway on her own and following the rules. (During which Zona expressed a marked distaste for the idea of rules in general.)
Fate smiled upon us and as we were getting out of our car her teacher was just getting out of her car. She was running a little late as she'd forgotten that she had to bake cookies for some sort of teacher event until that morning. Zona was excited to walk with her and then we ran into some of her friends as we were coming up to the breezeway. After a brief hug, she was off. No drama, no crying, no chokeholds on Mom.
Further evidence that she plays me like a cello EVERY DAY!
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I was never comfortable leaving Alex at his school, either. They were NOT sufficiently supervised, as evidenced by the black eye he got from a kid who was not even supposed to be in his class.
See why I homeschool?
I'm glad everything turned out ok. I think I may turn out to be one of "those" PITA mothers. ha ha.
Hey, do they allow Zona to talk during lunch? Sharon says that Charlie's class isn't allowed to talk, and Missie says that TJ's can't talk either. Poor TJ just started kindergarten and has only attened recess a couple times.
To Meg- the kindergartners actually seem to be hyper-supervised at Smithfield. If they arrive between 7:30 and 7:50, when the first bell rings, they are to go to the cafeteria until first bell. Only kindergartners go to the cafeteria. They can eat breakfast there or just hang out. When the bell ring a teacher escorts them all in a line to class. If they get there at 7:50 or after, they can walk straight into class and I am allowed to watch her walk all the way up the breezeway so I don't worry (anymore.) Seems to be an ok system, and we can usually time it just right to be there at 7:50 since I don't have to be at work until 9 (as you know, most do not have that luxury.) I really wasn't as worried about safety as I was her SEEMING separation anxiety and fretfulness about it. It's been a breeze since the first day she took the leap to walk up on her own. Still not sure about the cafeteria, luckily I can't get up early enough and out the door to make that an issue! A black eye? I don't think you've told me that story. Wow...
To Sonia- You WILL be one of those PITA mothers UNASHAMEDLY! I am proud of my PITA status and don't intend on changing.
I have heard of that lunch policy before and find it insane. I can assure you that if that were the policy in Zona's school (or her friend Daniel's school) I would know about it because she would be in BIG trouble EVERY DAY. Zona is of the mind that any silent void that crops up should be filled- immediately. If words are unnecessary, a noise will suffice- the more annoying the noise, the better. I blame this on taking the "talk to your baby" advice to the extreme. That lunchtime rule sounds like something out of a Dickensian orphanage. Is the point that they play around too much if they are able? Z rarely finishes her lunch because she plays around too much, but until she starts looking pale(r) and gaunt, I could care less. She'd rather socialize than eat and has always been that way. I would like to hear someone explain that rule for my own knowledge base. Poor TJ...
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