Thus, today was the big day for my boy. We brisk walked to the school and arrived 5 minutes to 9 am and headed to the class. After settling putting his belongings and the teacher braced him in her arms, he started showing the sad face but not cried yet though I could see his lips trembled. After saying good bye and promised to collect him later, we left.
Three hours passed by like a minute. I was busy preparing lunch and tidying up the house and when I finished my tasks, the clock showed quarter to midday. I got myself ready and headed to the school. I had to climb a flight of stairs to reach the classroom and once I arrived , I could hear a familiar voice crying in the melancholic tone.
Seriusly, I felt sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach but I had to be strong. I knocked the door and soon after he seeing my face he was running after me and stopped crying. I had to console him about everything was ok and I did ask him , 'Haris, do you want to go to school tomorrow and why were you crying?'. He answered me in a sad voiced, ' Yes mama. I am sad because I miss u and papa and aunty Ina :-)).
I think, perhaps he thought that we were leaving him for good with a stranger and he might think we are no longer need him in our life, poor baby :-).
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