Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The Day My Son Became A Year One Student

This should have been posted two months ago but due to some technical glitch which has now been resolved and my procrastination factor, can I only now put it up here. Zareef's next milestone in his education, primary school.

We decided to enrol him at SKPU2 instead of elsewhere because it was closer to home and most of his friends went there. Since he'll know quite a number of friends there, I was hoping and praying that the transition would be smooth and tears-free.


Alhamdulillah, everything went well. Zareef is now enjoying his school tremendously and would be very annoyed if he were asked to take a leave or two (yes, Mummy and Daddy are the guilty party who made their son ponteng due to traveling reasons. Rational tak?)


If Zareef was all calm and confident on his first day, I on the other hand, was a bit nervous for no reason. Maybe, deep down, I'm still not ready to let go of my son but that I had to do. It was such joy to see him mingling and playing around with his friends, paying for his own food, raising his hands and answering questions confidently and going to the smelly toilet on his own. He has become quite independent. By now, he's a pro. I am so proud of my son.


Many asked me, why didn't I send Zareef to a private school? Well, let's just put it that we ain't rich people honey. What little money we have, we're putting it aside for Zareef's and Zara's higher education in the future. Plus, B didn't particularly warmed up to that idea. He said "I dulu sekolah kampung je. Dapat jugak PhD". Yes, yes... I know.



Now that Zareef has comfortably slipped into his daily routine of going to national school in the mornings and kafa in the afternoons, I too have come up with a routine of my own. I am now a bonafide soccer mom, complete with her SUV and carpools. Yikes! Can my life get any more interesting?! Oh well, as long as my children are safe with me and get the best possible care that I can offer, then I'm happy and content.

And to Zareef, do enjoy your primary years. You'll have many more schooling years to come and I hope they'll be a breeze for you. As long as you're happy, Mummy is more than happy and I promise not to become an over-anxious parent, that you can be sure of.

7 comments:

nong@kween said...

Oh my, my time (or rather narnia's) will be up soon... :)

Along said...

I share Bard's views on private schooling. I think if you have that excess moolla..by all means, but for the rest of us, who have other stuff to think about every month, better to use that money for other stuff. In the end it all depends on the student and the support he/she gets in making it through life.
Lagipun, later on, susah nak get scholarship or even into IPTA later on.

NORA ANSHAR said...

nong: i don't think you have to worry about narnia. she's an independent girl. ke mama dia yg terlebih anxious? hehhehe...

along: yupp. i couldn't agree more. besides, i have faith in our education system. you and me did okay kan?!...

theotheraj said...

my philosophy: public or private, ikbn or harvard, kalau takde will nak belajar and improve oneself, tak guna jugak.

ada gak yg tanya wife aku kenapa tak hantar anak sekolah kat SJKC, supposedsably better academic performance. jawapan ku hanya satu: anak aku ada life.

huahuahua

NORA ANSHAR said...

belakang dapor aku nih ada skjc jugak. a neighbor ajak aku hantar zareef to this skjc coz she said education system better, teachers are more committed etc. but aku tak nak. wanna know why? i don't want my son growing up to be a kiasu like them cha yas. hell no!

doubleaye said...

I too don't believe in private schools. I think the lack of competitiveness could lead to students becoming complacent. I absolutely agree with Bard's comments. I too went to daily government school. OK je! In fact I should say, more than OK to some level lah..:)

NORA ANSHAR said...

wahh... bard sure has many supporters :P . i'll be sure to tell him that.

complacent is one thing but the thing that i most fear is snobbishness. you know, turning their heads up and away at everything cheap, generic and dirty.