It’s not often I get to sit down and write a nostalgic post going way back.
But with the boys ready to start a monumental year at school next year. I am feeling a touch nostalgic and thinking about school days and happy memories, and our Decades at School.
Life flies past doesn’t it? It doesn’t seem two minutes ago that I was walking to school. The memories are so vivid, my brother and I skipping along, our Mum walking behind with our baby brother in the pram. By the time I was 9 we were walking to school alone, everybody did in those days. School was only round the corner, and I can’t remember anybody going to school by car. Walking to school was a fun part of the school day.
I remember walking to school in summer dresses on hot summer mornings, chatting to the lollipop lady who was as much a part of our school as the teachers. If we had been polite all week she would give us a lolly-pop on a Friday.
If you got all your spellings correct at the end of the week you got to choose a sweet from the jar. Teachers were under so much less pressure, so we able to be creative and learning was so much fun.
Times were so very different, not many primary schools had school uniform, and ours didn’t. Looking back fashion was not something I thought about. My mum used to prepare my school clothes. Nobody worried excessively about designer labels, and school felt a pretty chilled out place to be. But I do remember being so excited about starting high school and getting to wear school uniform. Although even that was very laid back, I still got to wear my pink patent stilettos and big pink bow in my hair.
Things have changed so much!
We don’t live near a school so walking to school is not an option, but even the parents who live near Joe’s tiny village school, drop off by car. Uniform is much more rigid, which does make life easy as the boys have such strong minds when it comes to clothes and fashion, dressing them for school is the easy part of the week. Great quality non-iron uniform from Marks & Spencer makes like so much easier.
Their first days at school also feel like they were only yesterday. I will never forget Jacks first inset day, I was heavily pregnant with Joe and just sat in the garden, phone in hand waiting for it to ring. Thinking he might cry for me. Of course he didn’t, neither of the boys had separation issues. Joe ran into School on his first day, desperate to be grown up like Jack. They were both so very confident and loved their first ever school experiences.
And have gone on like that ever since, I feel blessed that they have loved their time at school, made lots of friends and been up for the challenge. The first nativity, sports days, summer fairs, seeing Santa at the Christmas fair. But it is all coming to an end.
This year Joe goes into year 6 and Jack year 11. How on earth did that happen? As Joe starts high school, arghhh how can my baby start high school. My other baby starts college. The end of an era that will bring on a year or looking at colleges, high schools, getting ready for leavers services and proms.
So back to where I started, this year is monumental, and another stepping-stone on the road to growing up.
I am so glad the boys have created happy memories. We have ordered uniforms and are kitted out for the year ahead. And like every other years you can’t go wrong with Marks & Spencer.
Am I ready? Well, that is a totally different question. The answer is I am not entirely sure, but with every stage of motherhood all I can do is run with it and show our boys the only way is ever forward. The past is a wonderful warm memory but the future is where our focus should be.