Tornada a l’escola

A la fi! Ja ha arribat el dia, ja comença l’escola! Després de més de dos mesos llarguíssims, ha arribat el moment de tornar a les classes, als companys, als deures, a les corregudes per no arribar tard, a les queixes perquè no agrada el berenar, als horaris, a les activitats extraescolars, als exàmens, ha arribat el moment de tornar a l’escola.

I sí us he de ser sincera, ja en tenia ganes! I els nins, encara que sembli mentida, també. M’agrada la rutina del curs escolar, tot i que, la rutina real, per a mi, comença el mes que ve, com ja us vaig explicar aquí.

D’ençà que els dos van a escola, el moment de la tornada, l’esper i el tem. L’esper perquè ells, com jo, necessitam tornar a tenir uns hàbits, una rutina. El tem perquè són dies de preparatius, de comprovar que tens tot el material, de marcar-lo, de folrar llibres, etiquetar quaderns, revisar estoigs i renovar carpetes. I així i tot, sempre tenim algun imprevist.

Enguany en Tomeu ha perdut dos llibres, els dos de lectura, que vàrem comprar a principis d’estiu i que no trobam. Satisfets perquè ho teniem tot abans d’hora i confiats, el pare de la criatura i jo, que estaven amb la resta de llibres, ens hem despreocupat i ha arribat el dia i no surten per enlloc! I na Júlia, pobreta, demà anirà a escola sense la planteta que ha de dur (sí, a la nostra escola els dos primers anys de primària duen una planta a classe i s’han d’encarregar d’ella, encara que la majoria no arriben a finals de curs), perquè se’m va oblidar demanar a mon pare que me fes un cossiol, i quan ho vaig fer ja no arribàvem a temps.

Aquest curs els dos canvien de cicle, el que vol dir, que encara hi ha més novetats i més nirvis. Canvis de mestra (a la de na Júlia ja la coneixem perquè és la que va tenir en Tomeu), canvi d’aula, canvi de patis… M’estressa només de pensar-ho. Però se’m canvia la cara quan m’imagin com seran les tornades a casa quan m’expliquin el que han fet, les preguntes estranyes sobre el que no han entès, i les anècdotes del menjador.

A partir d’avui a ca nostra s’acaba oficialment l’estiu. Comença el curs. Que us vagi molt bé a tots.

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ENGLISH VERSION

Back to School

At last! Now the day has come, school is starting! After more than two long months, the time has come to return to classes, to classmates, to homework, to run not to be late, to listen to the complaints because they don’t like their snack, to return to timetable, extracurricular activities, exams, it is time to go back to school.

And, if I have to be honest, I wanted to! And the children, oddly enough, too. I like the routine of the school year, although the routine, for me, begins next month, as I told you here.

Since they both go to school I wait and fear this moment. I wait for it because they, as I do, need to regain their habits and routines. And I’m afraid of it, because of what I have to do before, check that we have all the material, mark it, cover books, tagged notebooks, review cases and renew folders. And even thought, we always have something unexpected.

This year Tomeu has lost two books, the reading ones, which we bought early this summer. We were so proud because we had everything time before we need it and we were so confident, the father of the baby and I, that all the things were together, just waiting for the first school day. But we were wrong, when it came to prepare everything, we found out that those two books were missing, and we couldn’t find them anywhere. As for Julia, poor one, she will go to school without the plant she has to bring (at our school the first two years of primary school the children have to bring a plant and have to take care of it, although most of them don’t reach the end of the course), because I forgot to ask my father (he is my plant provider), and when I did it It was too late.

This year both of my kids change cycle, which means that there is more news and more nerves. They will have new teachers (we already know Julia’s, because she has been Tomeu’s teacher last two years), a new classroom, and I get stressed just to think about it. But I’m longing for the moment that they will tell me what they have done when were on our way back home, the moment they ask some strange questions about what they have not understood, and the moment they tell me funny stories of the dining room.

At home, today officially ends summer. Course begins. Good luck to you all.

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