Thursday, May 17, 2012

title pic Class Lists

Posted by dulwichmum on Wed 4 July 2007

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.

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