Grandmas day

Today I had my first ever Grandparents day at school.

C has chosen to call it Grandmas day, and that's fine with me.

It is a bit daunting to arrive at a day like this on your own, but I was cared for immediately by friends who I don't know very well, but who took me under their wing compassionately.

We started in chapel, this is the view I had of C sitting with his teacher and friends.

We then had time in his class room looking at his work, he showed me around the school, and I enjoyed morning tea with other GPs. this was followed by a school presentation. All is well in the world when primary school students are given a clarinet and put in the school band to entertain us with songs arranged to include the few notes that they can play.

I remember that stage all to clearly!

The highlight of the day was at the end.

We were meant to bring lunch to have with the children.

I had stayed a little longer in the concert hall than many others talking to an old friend, and I thought rather than eating my lunch with C, I would just quickly visit him in his area, and say goodbye.

Cs teacher saw me coming across the yard, and I heard her say, "Here she is Charlie!"

He had worried that I wasn't coming. He had saved half his lunch for me,

two rather battered triangles of vegemite sandwich and the left over crumbs from his muffin.

He shared his drink bottle with me, I am glad his Mum has provided the type that does not allow any "backwash"!

I felt very loved as I sat awkwardly on the common area floor.

Gods plan to put us into families is pretty good, don't you think?