With the turn of a new year, X was officially 3 years old and we switched him to a new school. This school only accepted children from 3 years and onwards. He was with his old school from the point when he was 6 months’ old till almost 36 months’ old.
He spent 2.5 years with this school. They had taken such good care of him from infancy till now. It would always be a special place in our hearts. X probably would not remember this school when he grew up because he was so young.
He had spent many hours learning to crawl, to walk, to sing and dance and cared for by sweet, caring and responsible teachers.
Not many schools boasted of such an awesome infantcare. When we first sent him in, we noted that he was attending infantcare with a few younger siblings of Z’s ex-infantcare mates. That was a representative testimony of how good the infantcare teachers were. The school really ran a good program on this. There were minor hiccups but really very insignificant compared to the good work and tender loving care showered by the teachers.
X’s playgroup teachers expressed how sad they were with his leaving. We were touched by how much love and care they had shown X during this period. There were falls, knocks, bruises and what’s not but that was totally expected of active toddlers.
Soon, X would start on a new chapter in his preschool life and we hoped this boy would be able to adapt and be lovingly cared for in the new school too.
On the second last day of school, he received this farewell present from his teacher. So much heart and warmth from his teacher!