Once upon a time there was a little girl. The little girl has a younger brother. Before her brother was born, she was mostly alone with her mommy when her daddy went to work.
Whenever there was a family gathering, she cried when she saw her uncles and aunties. She would hide her face and looked a bit stressed. “She is so shyÂ because she didn’t have much of a chance to socialise being at home with just her mommy”, everyone said.
Even when she became a toddler, she was still shy. Whenever her aunts came to visit, she would run under the table and hide and refuse to come out.
Once she was at a gathering where her whole family was being photographed by lots of people. She hid her face in her father’s shoulder throughout the whole session. She refused to look up even with much coaxing.
Soon the little girl became a preschooler but she still stayed at home with just her mommy and now with her little brother too. Her parents had intended to send her to preschool at age 5 1/2. They had registered her but then her mommy was sick so they decided to postpone it till age 6.
Now, entering kindergarten at age 6 for the first time is almost unheard of these days. “She will become a social pariah.” some people warned. Up till then she had not attended any nursery school, playgroup, Sunday school or whatever group. Her mommy was a little bit worried. Perhaps her little girl was not being given a chance to blossom by not giving her opportunities to mix around and learn things outside of the home. Afterall these are the important growing years where they soak up information like a sponge. Oh dear. Oh dear.
Finally the little girl entered preschool. She enjoyed it very much. There was no tears to deal with. It was an easy transition.
The little shy girl whom some thought would remain shy because of the lack of opportunity to socialise was selected for a main speaking part in her year end school performance.
“Mommy, I’m afraid everyone will laugh at me.” she said. This worried her parents. They did all that they could to help her overcome her fear. The night before the performance, her parents did not sleep well from nervousness. 😉
When the moment came, the little girl walked up tall to the stage, stood in front of an audience of 300 plus adults and spoke with confidence. Her parents were very proud of her.
Later she told her mommy, “I was scared mommy, but I tried.” The little girl had bloomed into a beautiful flower.
And this story is told for all the other mommies who face pressure and worry about having their little ones at home with just them instead of sending them to school at age 4 and below. No worries, your little ones will blossom too when the time comes. You can tell anyone who pressures you to send your child to school early to MYOB! Hahaha. Or you can tell them this story of A little Blooming Flower. 😉