FIRST DAY IN SCHOOL
The day Asiya was born was the best day in my life!
Reason- my first child being a girl as i wished for
my baby being absolutely healthy and astoundingly beautiful
And being the first one belonging to the third generation in the family making me witness so much love in a single frame
I hug her with all my might after my sedation started to wear off (yes I had a C section)
her tiny fingers could firmly wrap around mine and I was mesmerized by the fineness of Gods creation. I have never seen anything even close to the wonder my tiny angel possessed on her first day on earth. She was pink and plump and everything a mom and dad would ever want. I took an oath that day that I would forever be the best mom for her.
today she is almost 3 ( just a few more days to her third birthday) and she has joined her school yesterday. though she was excited to see the story we told her about school for months , When the day finally arrived she was struck by reality.
her classroom had colorful chairs and tables and they were filled with students as we said, but, no one was there to make friends like we told her. everyone were crying , yelling and forcing their way out of the class room door. she watched all the events in awe and wondered why all these kids were crying.later her partner came and sat with her. he too was blank just like her and they both sat and watched the unknown situation dubiously . I have never seen such an expression on Asiya's face.she had so many questions erupting inside her and she dint get any answers . later her partner joined the marathon. She passed him a questioning look....."whats wrong", but stayed mump.
she slowly got up from her seat and wandered around the classroom . She sat next to every child that looked at her, changed her seat from time to time. finally she was near her teacher- I dont know the details of the conversations she makes anymore, she just raised above the standards of being a daughter to being a student. she was making a new relationship with her next mentor her teacher.
The teacher sat near Asiya talked with her and gave her some snacks to eat.
by the time , two hours had passed and I realy wonder what magic should these beings called TEACHERS make to calm an entire class of toddlers. at times, Its impossible for me to even manage one.
by the time, some kids had dozed off, some had gotten over their sadness and the rest had just begun to feel sad as they have crossed their time limit.
Asiya was drowsy. she had been woken up earlier than usual. she asked a teacher something and the next thing we saw her lay her head on the table and tried to fall sleep.
Obviously she couldn't sleep , I guess she must have missed my mamas lullaby and raised her head with her sad face.
once more her head was down on the desk and the next thing was her raised head with tears in them
again the head down and again a sad face. she controlled her tears from rolling down her cheeks. she forced back her cry. I wished someone would just pat her back. but because she was crying in the inside ,no one could hear or see her.
Only the loud ones were comforted. my daughter comforted herself for the next half hour and came out to her dad and cried.
that was her first day at school. She's taken the next step to learn life. She was sad but she found comfort in herself.
she had a lot of questions, though some were un-answered today , its for her to find so many other questions to be answered tomorrow .
May god bless my daughter so much that her success and her faith in God would go hand in hand .
