Talking endlessly along the ride home about what she learned, about the "neat" classroom rules, about playing her first game of checkers with another girl, it was clear Gianna had a wonderful first day of class. She was beaming. I wish I was.
I was disappointed. The situation just wasn't what I'd expected. It certainly wasn't terrible, but I think for me the drawbacks outweigh the benefits at this time. Funny, I honestly wasn't expecting any drawbacks....me and my optimism....I always see things as much better than they actually are.
I'm just going to be blunt here. I hope I don't offend anyone - I thought about leaving this out, but I knew many of you would ask. The other children give me hesitation. In my short five minutes at drop-off and another five at pick-up time, I saw attitudes (mostly in the older boys from the upper classes) and personal appearance, though acceptable in many schools today, demoralizing and unsuitable for good example and truly educating the whole child.
The learning was great. Gianna came home captivated by her wealth of new and exciting knowledge. I am very pleased with what she learned, but as a mother I know this aspect of the experience is only a small part of the overall learning.
I am going to have to tell Gianna sometime in the next few days that she will not be returning. She is a very good girl, and I know she will respect her parents' decision. But I know she will be tremendously disappointed. And I'll make it clear that I am too.