An Emotional Last Walk To Junior School Together

The time has eventually come for my little boy to leave junior school; the school that he has been a pupil at for 8 years. That is a big chunk of our children’s lives. Their junior school is all they know. A place where they made their first friends, where they learnt to read and write, where they were taught discipline and where they grew into the children that they now are.

My son has learnt so much more than I ever thought would be possible.

He has learnt how to overcome difficulties and not see them as a chore but to tackle them head on and come out winning.

He will be leaving year 6 with skills that will guide him on his way into year 7.

He will be leaving with hope and dreams.

He has learnt that with the right mindset that he can go anywhere and be anything that he wants to be. He has learnt that anything is possible with determination and drive; focused on achieving and pushing himself academically to the next level.

He leaves year 6, leaving his nest and soaring into the sky. Reaching for his dreams, following his heart and soul. He is leaving behind his past and spreading his wings and flying to bright future.

On Friday we held hands the whole way to school for the last time. I held onto it tightly. For 20 minutes we held hands and talked.

We talked about our memories of school and how much he has progressed in the last year.

It was emotional knowing that this was our last journey to his school together. There may have been a few tears hidden under my sunglasses.

My little boy is now a big boy. How am I going to cope?

He told me, on our last journey together, that he wasn’t ready to leave, he didn’t want to go to secondary school. This got me choked.

I know he is ready but the fact that he feels he is not is upsetting.

I told him that he has to leave in order to climb that mountain and make his way to greater places.

He takes with him amazing friendships and memories that will stay with him forever.

I savoured every step and I breathed in every moment. I held his hand like it was a piece of me.

His next journey to school will be with his older brother in September. I will not be holding his hand nor will he be receiving a kiss at the gate to his school.

It’s time for him to climb the mountains and soar high into the sky, showing everyone that there is no limit to what he can achieve.

It’s time for him to refuse to be average and disembark on a new adventure, to make new memories and bonds with new friends.

 

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Olympic Mens Triathlon at Hyde Park

For the past year i have tried and tried to buy tickets to the Olympics, we live not far away from the Olympic Park and seeing as the Olympics is being held practically on our doorstep I thought it would be an amazing experience for us a family to watch. I managed to buy daddy some boxing tickets for Daddy as a birthday present and i made the mistake of not purchasing the boys tickets too, I thought that i would be able to buy more tickets for them but when i tried again I wasn’t allowed any more under my name. In the past two weeks much to my disappointment i have failed to buy tickets to the olympics so I took to London yesterday so the boys could experience some olympic fever in Hyde Park. We went to watch the mens triathlon and what a day it was! The boys got to see so much and really enjoyed themselves, we found a spot just near the serpentine where we saw the swimming and then walked just a short distance to S Carriage Drive where the triathletes were going to be cycling down. Jak and Joseph stood on top of a rubbish bin where they got a great view of the triathletes as they passed us. The boys waved their olympic foam hands that they made from some yellow moon craft packs, they cheered until they got sore throats and they jumped up and down when they caught a glimpse of Team GB go by. Once the triathletes had passed us cycling on their last lap we made our way to the huge live screen to watch the triathletes transition from their cycles to the last leg of the race into the running stage. The boys then wanted to see if they could watch some of the running so we found a great spot on a hill just near the serpentine where we got a fabulous view of the main stand where the triathletes would finish, AND what a view it was, we saw Alistair Brownlee grab a union jack from someone near the stand and run towards the finish line waving it where he walked over the line to win Gold.

Waving their Hands

Alistair Brownlee looking back at the pack

We all had a glorious day and can’t believe we got to see an olympic ev

The hyge live screen

ent, we had magnificent views all day, the sun made an appearance too. We made the most of being in London too, we visited the serpentine gallery, the boys had a splash in the Diana’s memorial fountain and to finish our day off we walked to Covent Garden for something to eat passing some iconic places on the way like Buckingham Palace, Downing Street and The Horse Guards.

What an amazing day we all had, the atmosphere was electric and we even got to see many of the athletes up close including Alistair and Jonathon Brownlee who went on to win Gold and Bronze Olympic medals. We are now looking forward to watching the Paralympic athletics in the Olympic park, which i have managed to get tickets for us for YIPPEE!

Thank you for reading my post:-)

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