Class Lists
The class lists are out!
I took my munchkins to school this morning and immediately noticed the other mummies swarming about in front of the notice board in the hall. It seems that it is far too late to make any special requests regarding the class into which my darling boy will be placed in September when he moves up from the nursery to pre-prep.
Once again, my career is interfering with family life and I have let one of my poppets down...(Sniff) My best friend Vashi had advised me over a month ago that it was best to slip a note to the class teacher outlining any special friendships which I considered essential for the continued emotional well being of the boy wonder, and she had indicated to me that she would do the same for Ameer. Both of us work full-time, and both of us forgot. Our boys met on the first day of nursery two years ago and we have been firm friends ever since. It appears that the school has decided that the poppets should be placed in separate classes in order to discourage dependence - discourage true friendship more like.
Vashi and I wept openly and stood clinging to each other in the head teacher's office. The boys didn't seem to give two hoots. Vashi can usually be depended upon to remind me of the sports day, sponsorship forms or special costume days, I can be counted on to come up with special short cuts like fake home bakes for cake sales and Harvest Festival, or a credible alibi when Vashi goes to Reigate for her Botox and filler injections.
I am devastated, this is simply barbaric... (Sniff). We don't want to leave nursery school and go up to the big school...
Pass the gin.
15 comments:
Surely there must be some kind of special dispensation for you and your friend, uh I mean the boy wonder and his friend? this could have serious consequences down the line on your ability to appear as the star mother, uh I mean his emotional well being and performance.
I do think this calls for an official memo requesting an exception - get hubby right on that.
Oh dear! I fear for your and Vashi's friendship when some interfering mother starts implying that one class actually contains all the 'bright' children. The implication of course is that all the five year olds in the other class are now on the scrapheap of life.
Better make it a double, ice and lime.
seems we are in similar states of turmoil. :(
Here's hoping your boy wonder picks another winner...
dulwichmum, doesn't your school know there is only one way to organise and seperate classes in school - upper, middle and working, then there would be no doubt as to where young max would belong.
Ah, the annual re-mix. Daughter's UK school would brook no petition from parents - official or unofficial...
Tougher time for parents than children, maybe?
Dulwichmum this is not at all good, a particularly unfavourable situation. I am drinking gin on your behalf. IJ's list for big school was ceremoniously pinned up last week. She is thankfully with the 'in' crowd and I am satisfied that she will be socialising with the 'desirable' members of her group. I can't divulge the lengths I had to go to to secure this state of affairs, affair being the word of the day. I joke of course dulwichmum. Just trying to cheer you up on this day of pain. More gin please.
Dear DM
Whilst persusing the beverage aisles at Sainsbury's at the weekend I hunted down your Assam tea. I have yet to try it, so will keep you posted, i'm sure it be delish!
regards
DD
lol - again.
the 'home-bakes' look AMAZING. after looking at the website have had to send my husband off to the local shop (6 miles away) to buy me a giant bag of Revels (is that a common persons chocolate?), as a substitute.
Oh hun, be brave. I'm sure you can all still see each other outside of school ...
Threaten to reduce the library endowment. It's your only hope. Gin after you, please
Poor, poor you. But you'll make other friends. And when you grow up you'll see it wasn't so bad.
I would like to second SAHD's sage advice. There there sweetie, lets pop to the shops and buy you something nice to put that smile back on your face... some Jimmy Choo's perhaps? You'll notice I said 'some' and not 'a pair of', as I have noted the gravity of the situation...
Oh all of my darling chums,
I wanted to answer each of you individually, you have been so terribly supportive. I don't know how I would soldier on if it was not for you. This is a crisis of epic proportions.
God bless you all.
DM
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