Monday, September 11, 2006

First Day Of School

Today was Philip's first day of school. Preschool, actually. He attends Precious People classes at the local YMCA. Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Nine a.m. till eleven a.m. He was enrolled in the same class, same teacher, last spring semester. So, it isn't a completely new experience for him. He was fairly excited to go back, see his friends and teachers.

Why the YMCA? One, the price is right. I don't like to put a price on my kids education, but let's be honest, the cost of a standard Montessori school is a bit much. There is probably something to be said for rampant consumerism invading our school choices too. I'm not the guy to make it other then to say, the costliest isn't always the best.

Two, we love the facilities. No it ain't much to look at, but they take the kids swimming ever week. In the winter they ice skate and swim. Very few preschool programs offer that. Philip's heroic level of energy require's it. Activity equals expended energy which equals naps. Sweet, sweet naps.

First days of school occur for millions all over the world. Normal. Ordinary. What is just as common, but much more difficult, is the feeling a parent has as they leave their child behind at that school. The child is partially on their own, partially in the school's care. Most important, they are not in my care.

Your child trusts you to keep them safe. We drop them off and trust that they will be. I trust the parents of his fellow students. All the parents trust the other members of the Y coming and going. You trust the community the school is in. Strangers in a web of trust, or TrustWeb, for our purposes. If you asked me if I trusted a stranger with my son, I'd say no. I'd be lying. I trust strangers everyday to keep them safe. I should be more honest. When that safety is menaced, history tells us it will be those strangers first to help.


Thought I would forget the most important reason we attend the Y? We like the teacher. Her name is Ms. Maryellen. After meeting her last semester we were impressed with her patience, openness and creativity. I try to get daily behavior reports on Philip plus any homework for me; ways I can re enforce what she is working on with the kids. She has been very good for Philip. We trust her.

4 comments:

Johnny Yen said...

My son went to preschool and kindergarten at a YMCA school. My ex and I were very satisfied with it. One of the unanticipated benefits was that he got counseling when he started acting out when his mother and I had a bruising custody fight.

And besides, it's fun to stay at the YYYYYY MMMMM CCCCCC AAAAyyyyyy...

Sorry-- couldn't resist....

dirty said...

The preschool I sent my kids to had those mirrored windows so that parents could watch...my kids act so different without me around,

Phil said...

They do don't they. I peak in from time to time.

Johnny Yen said...

Wait until they're playing little league-- watch them in the dugout when they forget you're there. I was waiting for my guy to chew tobacco and pick up girls. He's twelve, though-- probably have to wait 'til next season to see that.