I'm thinking a little about doorways tonight
First day with kiddos walking through the doors at school
So many faces of happy anticipation
certainty about which class is theirs
And some terror
Or at least fiercely spiked anxiety about leaving mom
What a hard thing it must be
to believe the tall people who say it will be OK
It doesn't feel OK to them
Perhaps in prior new settings
the little one could divert change by offering ear piecing wails
it must be confusing
to find mom and dad
new dastardly plot
and cannot be swayed by pleading or tears
The new door must be entered
the child finds he is expected to stay
til that soft speaking teacher at the front says its over
enough sobbing will convince the tall people that their idea is folly. . .yes?
maybe just refusing every request will change their minds
Yes . . . . ?
What would you tell the little people?