14.6.09

Another proud moment

Last Saturday was my daughter's preschool event, where they had their K2 students graduating to primary levels, and their "annual concert". It wasn't much of a concert, but every single class got to perform on stage in front of the audiences (who's basically all the kids' parents and grandparents and nannies). I know all the kids had been preparing for the event like weeks before. I know it's tough for the teachers. I mean, try imagining lining up 10 2-year-old kids and almost 20 3-year-old kids, and teaching them a dancing steps routine. They even done 2 routines for each class. There were also the 4 year olds and the 5 year olds, but they're much bigger so they're easier to manage and more receptive to the teacher's instructions. Anyhow, the event was considered a success. Most parents showed up. All the classed performed well. The graduation ceremony went smoothly. I think everyone agreed the teachers had done such a wonderful job with all the kids.

Well anyway, my proudest moment was seeing my daughter who's in the pre-K senior level (age 3.5-4 years old) got on the stage and danced her heart out. I could tell how happy she was. And she was proud too. Days before the event, she kept telling me that she was going to be on stage, and that she's going to sing and dance, and that I should watch her do all that. I knew she was all prepared to do all her routines, but still, to actually see and watch her did all that brought me a special kind of feeling. I was proud and scared at the same time. I was proud because ... well, I think everyone knows why I'm so proud of her :) But I'm scared because she's growing up so fast in front of my eyes. I still can remember when I was pregnant with her, and now? She's almost 4 and being so independent. It feels like if I close my eyes just for a moment, she's going to just grow up and grow up and grow up ... I guess part of me is afraid of losing my little girl. I know it's ridiculous. I know she has to grow up. And I also know she'll always be my little girl no matter how old she is. She is just such a joy ... and I thank God for giving her to me. Well, I must stop writing now, I think I'm tearing up again just thinking about this. Just as an end-note, if I weigh the proud part and the scary part ... I must say I'm more proud than I'm scared.

11 comments:

  1. What a great story! Kids are so cute when they are young and scary as a mom because they are so vulnerable. It's hard at all the various stages to feel comfortable about knowing when to let them go and pull them back.

    Have a great day!

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  2. Hi Jan! Thank you for much for your post! And I love this story - you always write things in the most poignant ways. I, too, have been very backed up with reading blogs, so I promise to be better! :)

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  3. Ohhhhh, you made me tear up.

    I know what you mean. My daughter just "graduated" from pre-school last month. That along with the kindergarden registration/screening is HARD for a mommy!!!!

    Great, now I'm tearing up about my own child.

    I need to grab her for a quick snuggle.

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  4. I love this post, I always had a hard time letting go of my daughter. I enjoyed every minute of her growing up as I am sure you do.

    Anne

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  5. That really made me smile. I don't have kids, but I do have a lot of neices and nephews, and I remember them when they were tots.

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  6. A very beautiful post, you almost had me tearing up.
    Judy

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  7. I have a friend award for you at my blog.
    Judy

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  8. Thanks for visiting me Jan, I hope you have a great day.

    Anne

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  9. Jan my sister-in-Christ, please visit my blog and read 'Clearing The Clutter', I would like to share something that I felt important for every child of God to know. Thanks. :)

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  10. aaaaaaaa...... i miss shannon!!! hahahahhaa

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  11. Awwwwww, Jan! What a heartwarming story! I understood exactly what you meant when you said, "..she'll always be my little girl no matter how old she is." Our children grow up so fast. I remember my Jen when she was a wee baby -- now she's a woman but still a baby to me. I wrote a blog called, "Empty Nest Syndrome" which I know you will relate to. I had tears in my eyes when reading this story. It really touched my heart! I'm so happy your daughter's performance was a success. How proud you must have been! Bless you and bless your family!

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