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The End of a Chapter

On Friday 10th December, miss i graduated from Year 6, and from Primary School. She has attended Iona Presentation Primary School since Pre Primary. Her grandmother and two paternal Aunts attended and boarded at the same College.

Just for fun, we had a photobooth at the Graduation Supper.

She started as a four year old in a mixed class of boys and girls. In year 5 the boys had left and the school accepted a large influx of new students to form three year 5 Classes. Miss i had been in the same class since pre primary and welcomed the mix up of current students, and introduction of 22 new faces. Seventy three  girls graduated with her last week. Miss i has made some wonderful friends at the school. Some started school with her, most she has only met in the last two years. The highlight for her in year 6 was attending the National Final of the Future Problem Solvers competition. Her team of four placed sixth (140 teams started the competion), which was a fantastic result.

I attended a scrap attack yesterday for 12 hours and all but completed an album for miss i with all the photos, reports, merit certificates and special events from her Primary School years. Humour me while I share a tiny number of pages from the album. Excuse my laziness at not removing each layout from the protective cover the photograph them.

This is a photo taken in year 5 with her Tournament of Minds team. They produced and performed an exceptional skit about cross cultural conflict. They used birds as their cultures. This team had girls from both year 5 and year 6 and miss i has remained friends with ‘Fred’ who is now in high school.

Year 4 was her difficult year, with non inspirational tandem teachers and peer nastiness. She became conscious of the academic gap between herself and her classmates and longed to be challenged. Year 4 did mean that she could participate in the school swimming carnival and cross country as well as choir and senior end of school concert. All activities which got her out of the mundaneness of the classroom.

Year 3 was a great year for miss i as she finally had a really dynamic teacher who allowed her to pursue her passion for writing and provided her with the environment to excel. She acknowledged her spelling prowess and catered for it. She encouraged miss it to read library books to her heart’s content and gave the school readers the flick. She loaned her books from her own personal library.

Miss i has always been confident. In year 2 she asked the drama teacher if she could play her violin while the other students sang one of their songs, during the end of year concert. My stongest memory of her in year 2 was when she wrote a 17 page story, complete with speech marks and only two spelling errors. She kept asking me to get her to school early as she had to rewite her draft onto some photocopied paper. When I realised that most of the class had managed to barely fill one page I spoke to her teacher about her having to rewrite the 17 pages. She said if she had known she would write so much with only two mistakes she would have given her the photocopy page. The teacher would not negotiate that she perhaps could rewrite the front page and staple the others underneath. It was at this stage in her schooling that I realised being ahead of the game could have its disadvantages and often meant you would end up doing so much more work than your classmates, not higher level work.

How cute is my little girl in her big school uniform, complete with highly impractical boater hat in summer and tie in winter? Grade one and the real schoolwork begins. And mummy and daddy quickly realise that not all kids your age are reading The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe for personal enjoyment.

Your first year at Iona. You loved pre primary and the opportunity to continue to role play in the home corner and the playground, to your heart’s content. You were a social butterfly and girls flocked to you to be a character in one of your ongoing stories.

We decided to send you to the local kindy. You loved it! You were confident and happy and loved to run into the kindy and head straight for the books. During playtime you were more interested in role playing and recruiting willing candidates for your plays than completing the artwork. Mummy and daddy were made aware that not all kids can read in kindy.

This is the cover page of miss i’s scrapbook. I can’t believe eight years has passed by so quickly! It was with sadness that I said goodbye to Iona. Like all schools, it had some areas needing improvement but overall it has a wonderful community feel. The catholic ethos was very nurturing and caring. Miss i shed many tears with her close friends at the Graduation Mass and dinner last Thursday night, and was one of many girls crying when I went to collect her for the last time on Friday. We have accepted a scholarship to a different College and miss i will be attending St Hilda’s with three of her current school friends. She is really looking forward to the changes ahead for her.


3 Responses

  1. What a lovely young lady she was/is and will grow up to be! The photo of her on her first day of school is eerily similar to Sapphire’s not just in look but also the outfit she has on!

    Her year four sounds like my girl’s year five. Lots of lessons learned – mostly hard ones – but hopefully it will help them both through the hassles of high school with a bit more ease.

  2. Oh how the years go by. You must be so proud! Enjoy your holidays with your soon to be highschooler! xx

  3. With tears in my eyes I read your recount and feel similarly with my eldest. One year of primary school to go. x

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