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First impressions of Big Boy School

first day at school

From a tired mum:

1. Pick up is different – a couple of teachers to 30 kids means you don’t stand and chat about what they ate and how they blew their nose like the nursery teachers (with 8 kids to 2 teachers) encourage.

2. Children tell you very little. Who knows what really happens? I certainly don’t.

3. Mysterious things appear in book bags – a reading record with no instructions as to whether I record things he reads (nothing yet) or things I read to him (the book will fill up very quickly!).

4. My terrible panic and guilt at not having paid up for the pre and after school session by the end of summer term was pointless – half the Mum’s hadn’t even signed up on the first day and I joined a long queue of parents signing up or paying up.

5. All the other Mums seemed to know what PE kit was needed. I collared the teacher this morning and will now be heading to town for white tops, black shorts and plimsolls.

From a little boy

1. Packed lunches are nice. You can have dairylea dunkers.

2. You aren’t supposed to go in the toilet with a big sign on it – it’s broken.

3. There are two other Bens at school.

4. You can choose your pudding at lunch time and yesterday all of my friends had a  different pudding! I had watermelon.

5. We got brioche as a snack at after school club.

6. If you fall over on grass its OK. If you fall head first on gravel it hurts.

7. Somehow Mummy knows what I have for school dinner each day – she must climb into the windows to watch me eat (actually I have a copy of the menu but I like the idea of me climbing in windows).

All in all it’s OK. It’s walking distance so currently I walk the kids to Ben’s school, walk back with Ciaran and drive him to nursery but to make life easier Ciaran will soon leave the marvellous Fordfield at Ruxox nursery and start at a nursery next to Ben’s school.

Watch this space for the exciting world of phonics and more school boy scrapes and bumps.

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Do I really have to fill that out?

For someone who generates and completes reams of paperwork in her professional life I have a confession to make; if I am asked to complete a form in my personal life I procrastinate and large complicated forms terrify me.

Recently I managed to get myself together enough to fill out the online application for Ben’s first school place. It wasn’t that hard but I spent over a month putting it off, dreading it. We also have to renew Ben’s passport (I don’t want to fill out the form) and I have to do my tax return (despite my best intentions I ALWAYS leave it to January).

In my professional life I have seen the consequence of putting off filling out forms, denying their existence. At the moment a lot of Mums in the area are filling out their school application form, and inevitably there are some people on Facebook saying that they might not bother – they’ll end up in their catchment area school won’t they?

Sadly not, the admission authority (normally your local council) will look at all of the applications they’ve received, allocate places and not leave any aside for people who might have forgotten or who might move. If you don’t apply then unless you live near a very good but half empty school then there is a good chance you won’t get to your preferred school.

So – it’s time to knuckle down; if you haven’t already applied for a child born between 1 September 2006 and 31 August 2007 then you need to apply now for a school place – if you’ve missed the deadline in your area already then call your admission service and get your application in now. If you want to know more about applying or appealing for a school place head over to my other site www.schooladmissionappeals.co.uk/ or buy my book!

As for me… well, I’ve applied for a school place, applied for an allotment, put the kids to bed and I’m now going to have a well deserved drink… I’ll worry about the tax return tomorrow!

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