The Last Day of School

It's the last day of school for Sebastian. I have some mixed feelings. A little bit of sadness, happiness, and relief. I remember Sebastian's first day. I was anxious. We were coming to a large school a month late. When we did the rounds of 'big schools', Seba knew where he wanted to go. It was a toss up between his big brother's school and where most of his friends were...I remember when we drove through the school gates for the first time he said, "You can drop me here. Just come back in the afternoon." We watched him in the play yard. He looked so scared and alone. The play yard can be daunting when you are new. For the next couple of months we made it a point to come in after the bell rang. Just until he made friends and felt comfortable. Speaking of which, he has made friends. He has "best friends." It's wonderful to see. He is such a social child...Today is the last day of school. I never thought it would come so quickly. I certainly didn't think that, as I watched him from the sidelines on that first day. My sweet little Seba can read now. He doesn't write very well. But that's alright. It will come. Last night, I asked him how it feels that the year has come to a close. "I was really afraid on the first day." was the very solemn reply...As I waited for the car, on this last day, I watched Seba climb the jungle bars, run after his friends, play in the sandbox. In the distance, the school buses were honking their horns in unison. A last day of school tradition? I don't know. It's a lovely sunny day. It's summer!