The secret diary of a single parent bloke
I’ve just taken Natalia and Jack to school, and met their teachers. I explained that I thought that half term started yesterday, and didn’t find out ’til it was too late. They laughed- I’m off the hook! I now have my own copy of the school holidays timetable.
I’m glad that I have the opportunity to speak to the teachers, I’m concerned for the children’s wellbeing after the breakup- they seem too, well, normal. So I inform them about the situation.
“Oh yes, we’re aware of it. They told us a couple of weeks ago.” was the reply.
“And are they OK. I’m concerned about how they’re taking it”
“They’re absolutely fine. We’ve no concerns about either of them”.
I’m surprised, and yet they are OK at home, so why shouldn’t they be OK at school too?
While I’m there, I make general enquiries about how they are generally. Natalia’s teacher replies:
“She’s really improved over the last couple of weeks. She’s leapt from being an average student to near to the top of the class, she’s more attentive and focussed. I’m really pleased.”
“She’s really improved over the last couple of weeks…” I mull it around in my head over and over again. It was all the vindication I needed.