Eyes Brimming With Tears...

These 2 months had been filled with so many activities for Little Bee, who is moving on from her beloved kindergarten to the big kid primary school. I couldn't help but feel constant twinges of aches in my heart as my little baby is finally leaving that carefree land of boisterous play and wondrous innocence.

We had our last parent-teacher talk with Little Bee's teachers, and it was a somewhat emotional session - especially for the teachers. Both of them teared when they told me how they will miss having Little Bee in class, and what a joy it was for them to teach her. I had to give reassuring pats on their shoulders and backs to prevent them from breaking down! It make me truly cherish her kindergarten and all her highly committed and very dedicated teachers who really love their students.

Both teachers were full of praises for Little Bee - about her leadership potential in class, how she was able to rally up the classmates as always, but yet, willing to listen and be an occasional follower this year. Which is a nice indication of growth for her as she expands her emotional intelligence and awareness of a diversity of opinions and ideas. She had matured in the right direction. Earlier this year, one of the concerns raised by her teacher was that she could face a crossroads with her assertive and strong personality - she could be a great leader whom people respect and love, or she could be an impossible dictator that people abhor. This time, Her teacher told me she is kind, and is always helping her fellow students. She is also full of initiative in class - apparently, another classmate and her initiated a class activity to enhance the teacher's lessons, and had much ownership and accountability over this activity, which the teacher was very thankful for. Given her outgoing and gregarious personality, she is also always speaking out in class, asking inquiring questions of depth.

I am still in emotional tangles about Little Bee leaving her kindergarten for good. She had spent 3 beautiful years here, and the teachers had done an amazing job of nurturing her. Most of all, I will miss these loving teachers, teachers who truly care for the development of every student, who do not allow any student to fall behind, and who show so much love for the students with constant hugs and praises. Teachers whose eyes can brim with hidden tears, and whose noses became ruddy shades of emotions when talking about how much they love and miss her...

I hope she will continue to meet wonderful teachers like these even in primary school.