Just because some things need to be recorded – 3

December comes with all the Christmas cheer and excitement, and of course the all important Christmas Concert at school.

From mid-November, concert practice happens in full swing, and all I get to hear is Christmas songs, and Christmas stories and other related stuff. And every year, I end up teary eyed at the actual Christmas concert. Tell me, you older parents, will that ever change? Will we get used to our children performing on stage? Or will it always bring tears to our eyes, lumps to our throats?

Yesterday was Poohi’s Christmas Concert. She was one of the narrators. Needless to say, I was teary-eyed, and full of emotion, as were most parents. And I can’t thank the teachers enough for the wonderful job they do. Every thing beautifully coordinated, wonderfully organised, and they manage to get the children perform so very well! Nothing short of a miracle, in my books.

She has two ballet performances lined up, and all of us are equally excited. Husband is missing all this because he is away, but we have pictures and videos ready for him. Just makes me glad that at least one of us can make it to all her performance.

In other, related stuff, her Christmas concert was all about how gifts(like hugs,kisses, cuddles) from the heart are more precious than all the riches in the world. So I tested it on her, telling her that maybe this year, Santa would get her a hug or a kiss instead of toys and stuff like that 🙂 Needless to say, she was not impressed.

By the way, at what age do children figure out that Santa is not ‘real’? Poohi came back from school the other day, saying that some children in her class told them that Santa was not real, and their mums and dads buy them the presents. ‘That’s not true, is it?’, she asked. Not knowing how to answer that, I hedged asking her if she believed Santa was real. ‘Yes!’, she said. ‘That’s it, if you believe, he is real for you,’ was the best I could come up with. I suspect though,  that very soon, this answer is not going to work..

Talking of Christmas, I still have not put up the tree. We’ve been rather lazy around here. I had planned to put it up today, but managed to not get it done again. Tomorrow, hopefully.

Leaving you with Poohi’s favourite Christmas song.. And oh yes, I finally updated the ‘Poohi Speaks‘ page – after people started threatening me with all sorts of consequences 😦

Christmassy fun!

It is nearly Christmas, and usual, we are made aware of it in more ways than one. Everything is lit up and the holiday feel is already here.

Our Christmas tree is up, and someone is very busy singing Christmas songs and all pretend-play is based on the ‘special baby Jesus and Mary and Joseph’. All the after effects of the Christmas concert at school.

Today was the special day. She woke up all excited. We had been issued instructions on how we needed to be early, and how we need to be in the first row(which we could not make, there were parents who were quicker than us). But we did make it to the second row. It was Husband’s first Christmas concert experience, he did not make it to last year’s performance. I don’t think he is going to miss any more Christmas concerts(or any other concert that daughter takes part in), ever again.

I was reading through what I wrote last year, and surprisingly, it was exactly the same this year. I was still moist-eyed at the end of it, despite having seen it all last year. Can we as parents, ever have enough of seeing our children on stage? All of us parents were buzzing with excitement, and the sight of our children had us waving, in delight and excitement. The excitement levels were so high that they first had a ‘big wave’ to get it out of the way!

The performance was so beautifully executed! The teachers gently getting the children to follow the cues, they managed small hiccups like a little boy getting upset beautifully, without making him feel worse, and the children, they were so cute! They just gave it their all! Singing, performing..just having a wonderful time!

Every time I attend an afternoon like this, all I can do is be thankful for the loving environment that Poohi has at school. The genuine care and concern of the teachers makes me count my blessings. I just hope that daughter gets a happy and safe environment everywhere she goes.

And now she has the school Christmas party to look forward to – what a fun life! I want to be a child again! I wonder if they would take kindly to a mother gate-crashing?

Happy Memories are made of these…

I know I have no business writing a post, when I have not answered the comments to the previous one(s) and have not even reached half way on my packing, but some moments need to be recorded, don’t they? It is not everyday that one’s only child participates in her very first public appearance, after all!

Yesterday was Poohi’s Christmas concert. She had been away from school for the last 2 weeks and I was a bit worried if her part would be taken off or given to another child since she went missing. Thankfully, it was not. Each class puts together a nativity concert and every child had a line to say or a song to sing. I was amazed at the wonderful way it was all put together. Getting all the little 3/4 year olds to say their lines in perfect coordination and sing and clap where-ever required. Even the set was gorgeous! The amount of effort the staff had put in getting all this together was evident. As the play progressed, I was all overcome and teary-eyed and feeling a wee bit foolish at the rush of emotions when I saw another dad, wiping away a tear from his eye. I was not the only parent feeling all emotional at the sight of her 3.5 year old in the play.

If that was not enough, after the play, they played a little compilation of photographs taken at the nursery of the children during various activities. It was so well put together, with lovely songs in the back ground, so very touching. The teachers love and dedication was so visible in the way they had put it all together. I think there was not a single dry-eyed parent in that room at the end of it.

For the children, the fact that their parents were there watching them perform, I think, was great. Each little one’s excitement at seeing his mum/dad in the audience was so sweet. It brought back memories of my own childhood in so many ways. It also made me thankful that I was able to experience all these milestones with her.

The enthusiasm, love and concern, the staff showed to each child made me so very grateful that Poohi was lucky enough to have such lovely, considerate and caring teachers. After parents, it is after all, the teachers who play a huge part in the lives of little children. A teacher could single-handedly make or break a child. I just pray that she continues to get such lovely teachers all her student life.