Wow! Nine months have passed since my last post. Much has happened in our lives. Miss Sasha and her K class waked across the Brooklyn Bridge (with yours truly as one of the chaperons). Sasha finished Kindergarden. We went on yet another wonderful European journey - to Switzerland and Italy this time. (Perhaps I will write these posts one day. I need more hours in the day. Truly).
Well, September is here again, which means that Miss Sasha started school yesterday. I have a first grader on my hands. Sasha's new teacher's name is Hilary. She comes endorsed by our beloved Clare, Sasha's Kindergarden teacher. I think that endorsement helped ease some of Sasha's apprehension. In fact, she felt comfortable enough to march right up to Hilary and tell her that Ms. Clare said that Ms. Hilary was great. Yes, we are at that age when everything said at home is repeated in public... Sigh...
How did the day go, you ask?
Well, she was more confident than she was last year. She is an old hand at this after all.
We took our customary "First Day of School" picture:
And then we took one outside. I was so glad to see that mischievous look shine through:
She even took a picture with Mamma despite some loud and embarrassed exclamations (am I raising a teenager already?)
Once again, this year I was lucky enough to walk Miss Sasha to her classroom. Sasha walked right in and made herself at home. We walked around the classroom and found her coat hook, her chair, and her spot on the rug. Pretty quickly we found these letters written by former Kindergardners to their First Grade Teacher. Here is Sasha's. It made my heart melt:
I can only hope that she is as excited about Math in High School as she is now.
So what was Sasha's verdict at the end of the day? She thought her day was "AWESOME".
Another school year off to a good start!
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