To be honest, the pictures of the kiddies don't bother me that much. For the most part I have no interest in most of these kids, but their first day of school at the very least is a significant event. (Unlike Billy's first successful toilet poo, or Sarah's twelfth tooth falling out)
The only thing that bothers me is the slushy lovey dovey comments that come with it. A girl on mine has lengthy comments on her sons first day picture gushing about all the amazing things teacher told her about child on his first day. He's very well behaved, his manners are impeccable, he gets on well with all the other children, he's one of the brightest in the class, she has such high hopes for him...
Now I'm not a teacher, but I really can't envision that a teacher would be able to form such detailed opinion on a five year old on his first day. I'd imagine they'd be more troubled with having to deal with 20 toddlers desperately confused at where their Mammy has gone. Maybe this kid could be the next Einstein, but the teacher isn't going to realise that on the first day right?
The only thing that bothers me is the slushy lovey dovey comments that come with it. A girl on mine has lengthy comments on her sons first day picture gushing about all the amazing things teacher told her about child on his first day. He's very well behaved, his manners are impeccable, he gets on well with all the other children, he's one of the brightest in the class, she has such high hopes for him...
Now I'm not a teacher, but I really can't envision that a teacher would be able to form such detailed opinion on a five year old on his first day. I'd imagine they'd be more troubled with having to deal with 20 toddlers desperately confused at where their Mammy has gone. Maybe this kid could be the next Einstein, but the teacher isn't going to realise that on the first day right?




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