I like that you link going back to school with positive images of Nature, its flowers and birds, as if it was part of the natural cycle of things - which I guess is what it should be. Sadly a few children find this step daunting. Hopefully this phase will soon be over for most.
Your poem invokes the varied feelings of children on the first day of school. Some definitely want to "fly their nest", and some want to go home! Smiles.
Smiles. If you want to have your heart torn out - go watch the kids being dropped off to kindergarten. For some it is the first time seeing mom walk away from them. And they can be a wreck. Then you have those that are completely fine. And the parents are just the same. ha.
I love the metaphor of the blooms to describe those little ones--each flower unique. That whole image of holding the hands of their mothers is so symbolic of those children on their very first day.
I remember several kids that cried so much, screaming, that the parents had to take them home; couldn't leave them there, though they probably should have.
I think I was one of those who had my mom on the first day of school ~ But when I had my own kids, I was also there on their first day of school, smiles ~ It was traumatic for me too as the kids wanted to go home, ha ~
Lovely poem for first day of school and the mixed emotions...I taught kindergarten students and your metaphors of blooms and birds describe those precious little ones perfectly
Ah.. sitters and rovers of school.. alike in most all of animal kingdom.. in general as well.. where school can and will be adventure and for others a challenge just to get through every now of self-conscious discomfort of one level or another in speed or slow..:)
It reminds me of my daughter's first day at school - she seemed so happy as she played all day until she found out the next day what a school is really for....
I like that you link going back to school with positive images of Nature, its flowers and birds, as if it was part of the natural cycle of things - which I guess is what it should be. Sadly a few children find this step daunting. Hopefully this phase will soon be over for most.
ReplyDeleteYour poem invokes the varied feelings of children on the first day of school. Some definitely want to "fly their nest", and some want to go home! Smiles.
ReplyDeleteSmiles. If you want to have your heart torn out - go watch the kids being dropped off to kindergarten. For some it is the first time seeing mom walk away from them. And they can be a wreck. Then you have those that are completely fine. And the parents are just the same. ha.
ReplyDeleteI love the metaphor of the blooms to describe those little ones--each flower unique. That whole image of holding the hands of their mothers is so symbolic of those children on their very first day.
ReplyDeleteaww...it is a bit like learning to fly...the excitement and fear of the new that starts... sensitively captured
ReplyDeleteOh I see the feeling of parents here as well as the child.. its like beginning the separation process really.. and its never without pain.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Gabriella - very nicely linked to nature and the inevitable blossoming and leaving of the nest...
ReplyDeleteI remember several kids that cried so much, screaming, that the parents had to take them home; couldn't leave them there, though they probably should have.
ReplyDeleteI think I was one of those who had my mom on the first day of school ~ But when I had my own kids, I was also there on their first day of school, smiles ~ It was traumatic for me too as the kids wanted to go home, ha ~
ReplyDeleteVery cute.
ReplyDeleteAw, indeed - the little ones look too small to be starting school.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem for first day of school and the mixed emotions...I taught kindergarten students and your metaphors of blooms and birds describe those precious little ones perfectly
ReplyDeleteAh.. sitters and rovers of school.. alike in most all of
ReplyDeleteanimal kingdom.. in general as well..
where school can and will
be adventure
and for others
a challenge just to
get through
every now
of self-conscious
discomfort of
one level or
another
in speed
or slow..:)
You lovingly put your finger on the emotions of the day...love the image of moms holding fingers..letting go. ;)
ReplyDeleteIt reminds me of my daughter's first day at school - she seemed so happy as she played all day until she found out the next day what a school is really for....
ReplyDeleteAww so sweet! :)
ReplyDeleteThe first day of school - sigh - you've painted it beautifully, here.
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