The thing that struck me the most was the height record. As of mid-Nov, he was 90cm tall. It meant he was 2cm shy of taking some of the Universal Studios’ rides.
On one hand, I was glad he was going to be tall enough. On the other hand, the usual mommy’s regrets stuck on. Regretful that he was growing up so fast, regretful that time had flown so fast, regretful and probably even resentful about time.
This preschool had been my top favorite for Infantcare. X had gone in at 6 months’ old and leaving just before turning 3 years’ old. He had been with the school for 30 months. It felt shorter than that.
It was time for X to join the school Z was at and had just graduated from.
Nonetheless, his teachers still sang praises about him and how much they would miss him. X was the only January baby in class and the teachers loved how he always helped them such as asking the other children to keep quiet, to participate in the lessons actively and to play well with other children.
They cited that he was creative and was good at naming Lego blocks built and coming up with ideas. I was surprised because that was definitely one trait which Z did not have and it was mentioned by the geomancer who gave him the name.
He was also a big brother figure, despite his built, in the class. He was mostly chatty in class but always a good boy.
As a January born child, he was able to accomplish many items listed in the checklist except for some academic related stuffs such as counting or recognizing letters.
The teachers said they would miss X very much because he was such a delightful boy in class.