Saturday, July 10, 2004
Dear Teachers of the Infant Class
Nur, Jean, Mdm Foo, Grace, Janet and Angie
Last Friday, Gary and I popped Shane into the infant room after spending his first week in the toddler group. The first thing he did was to kiss Cynthia and Teacher Grace “Mmuak!” and run up to the toys which were placed at the locations he knew so well. I didn’t have to tell him where to go. He climbed up the rainbow and started whacking the orange balloon just the way he did the week before. He wanted to offer a kiss to Madam Foo but her hands were full and she could only offer him her lap - the same lap which he had run to so many times for comfort and security.
He seemed so relieved to be home.
I can’t describe the thankfulness we feel for your steady and assuring care and for being there with Shane and our little family through these 18 intense months in all its happy and trying moments (fever, diarrhea, baby tantrums, first steps and butterfly kisses). Far beyond just caring - you have nourished Shane’s spirit, deepened the dimples on his cheeks, wiped up his tears and lavished your love on him.
We couldn’t have made it this far in this parenting journey without your help and its very hard to say goodbye to the infant room…..but you know where to find Shane - somewhere over the rainbow, pointing his finger at the “bird!”.
Nur, Jean, Mdm Foo, Grace, Janet and Angie
Last Friday, Gary and I popped Shane into the infant room after spending his first week in the toddler group. The first thing he did was to kiss Cynthia and Teacher Grace “Mmuak!” and run up to the toys which were placed at the locations he knew so well. I didn’t have to tell him where to go. He climbed up the rainbow and started whacking the orange balloon just the way he did the week before. He wanted to offer a kiss to Madam Foo but her hands were full and she could only offer him her lap - the same lap which he had run to so many times for comfort and security.
He seemed so relieved to be home.
I can’t describe the thankfulness we feel for your steady and assuring care and for being there with Shane and our little family through these 18 intense months in all its happy and trying moments (fever, diarrhea, baby tantrums, first steps and butterfly kisses). Far beyond just caring - you have nourished Shane’s spirit, deepened the dimples on his cheeks, wiped up his tears and lavished your love on him.
We couldn’t have made it this far in this parenting journey without your help and its very hard to say goodbye to the infant room…..but you know where to find Shane - somewhere over the rainbow, pointing his finger at the “bird!”.
