Note to a Kindergarten Teacher
on the First Day of School

This is the child who was in my thoughts
Long before she was in my womb.
She was named before she was conceived.

This is the child we thought we couldnít have.

This is the child on whose birthday I wept
Because I realized that babies donít keep
And that someday she would even
Go to kindergarten.

Well, now that day has come.

Iíve changed her diapers and changed her sheets.
Sheís changed her clothes at least 5,000 times.

Iíve been her teacher, her disciplinarian,
Her buddy, her confidant and her albatross.

Iíve seen her first attempts at rolling over.
Iíve seen her almost do a cartwheel.
Iíve waited anxiously for her first word.
Now she used her logic to outreason and correct me.

Iíve watched her gaze at the world in amazement.
Iíve watched her lasso that world in her play.
Iíve watched her create sandcastles.
Invent her own carseat,
Design doll furniture.

Iíve watched her dance in dramatic delight.

Now I wonít get to watch quite as much.

Youíll be part-time watcher
Part-time keeper.

Please watch her carefully.
Please keep her well
And please, please help keep that
Sense of wonder in her gaze,
That creativeness and inventiveness in her work.

I know to you she is just one of many
And you donít know her very well.

But I know that she calls tomatoes ďpotatoesĒ
And that she can follow directions to put a bun in my hair
And that she is not very tough.

And to me, she is one of not so many.

She is my firstborn.
She is the answer to our prayers
And she was in my heart even before she was in my womb.
~By Anne Ridilla Troy~



The First Day...

I gave you a little wink and smile
As you entered my room today.
For I know how hard it is to leave
And know your child must stay.

You've been with him for five years now
And have been a loving guide,
But now, alas, the time has come
To leave him at my side.

Just know that as you drive away
And tears down your cheeks may flow
I'll love him as I would my own
And help him learn and grow.

For as a parent, I too know
How quickly the years do pass
And that one day soon it will be my turn
To take my child to class.

So please put your mind at ease
And cry those tears no more
For I will love him and take him in
When you leave him at my door.
~By Jamie Solley~


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