|The warning signs are there already........|
There are still two months to go until The B starts school but I'm getting the sense that the playground cliques are starting to form already . . . .
I got this impression after the latest visit to meet the teachers and discuss the logistical details involved in his imminent introduction to the classroom.
Following the main event in the assembly hall, some distinct groups began to form.
There's the obvious in-crowd - those clad in the trendiest gear and clutching the latest gadgets. These, in the main, hail from the most popular pre-school (not ours). Some proved a little pushy, others demanding, and most showed themselves to be reluctant to stand in line and do as directed.
Then there were the more reserved ones, those shyer, better behaved and less interested in jostling for position or showing off.
I should, at this point, make it clear that the above meeting took place sans-children . . .
Yes, I'm afraid it's the parents I'm talking about here.
I'm not always the most outgoing person in such situations and, as the evening progressed, I found myself pushed to the fringes, wondering how it was that everyone else was acquainted already, and how I'm going to fit in once September comes around.
For some time I've been concerned that The B might find it difficult to adapt to the school environment. On recent evidence, he's going to be fine and it's me facing the struggle . . .