Final days of Primary school, mark II

Well, that's one exam down, just two more to go. I'm not sure which ones are worrying me more, the ones that require me to retain stacks of information that seems to go on forever, or the one I did yesterday where I had to present 6 different pieces of Montessori apparatus!

On the upside, school is now over for me, so I have three full days to revise and then summer will truly begin next Thursday afternoon.

I've decided to take a break from Facebook for a while this summer. It's the first year where I'm not studying or planning to study, so the only thing I plan to do this year is read lots of books, take lots of photos and enjoy life.

The last weeks of school have been quite an achievement for Master Beehive the younger. He started off last week by opening the school show as Rafiki and (of course I will say this I'm his mum...) he was quite a star! He had fantastic SAT results which spilled over into a wonderful school report and then yesterday he got his trumpet exam results back. He got 127 which is a merit! He was over the moon as were we. It's been a great end to his time at primary school and, looking back over his time in these early years, he's climbed a very long ladder and completely excelled by the end.

Montessori Casa - Waterloo, Belgium, starting nursery school

He used to cry me off every single day at Casa. I used to watch him standing at the window, tear stained and sad. I never thought he'd settle!

Graduating from nursery aged 5, The Montessori School, Wilton

This young man had a predisposition for lying on the floor and 'observing'. Learning via osmosis was his forte.
He had moments of driving us to distraction with his lack of desire to just do anything much. One valuable lesson he has taught me more than ANY of my children is that I need to have trust in him. He has always been one to do things at the speed in which HE needs to do them. Everything new is done strictly on his terms only, once he decides, then it is done (or my friend, Charisse uses the term, WASA). It has been, possibly, one reason that I have done the Montessori diploma; he has been one of the reasons, he has shown me that it is possible to believe in the child and trust the equipment and they will become those carrots I wrote about oh so many years ago.

Rafiki, about to leave primary school, aged 11.

My gosh young man, you've come so far, you'll fly so high. Believe in yourself and I'll keep believing in you. Keep using those wings my boy xxxx