First day of School

I remember Alan, my first born born, the shyest of all the kids.  He was painfully shy as it turned out.  Instead of the teacher taking the time to let him get used to the environment the 3rd day of school she called me and said “you may as well come and get him”>  He won’t even play at recess.  I had the car that day and I drove in to the school where you could see the kids and Alan was standing up against that big brick wall of what must have been to him gigantic.  It broke my heart and I could not cry because he was so close to tears himself.  I talked to the teacher that day after school.  And  I asked her, did you talk to him and work with him a little.  He is shy but he needed a little extra time getting to know the kids.  The way she said “he won’t even  play at recess” was like she was  not going to be bothered with this stupid kid.  Of course this mothers hackles were up so I went to the principal.  He agreed to giving him a chance to get used to not having a sibling with him.  If he stands by the wall and observes he will come around and their will be another shy boy or girl he will spot and all will click and it did but believe it or not they failed him in Kindergarten.  It was the best thing he could have happen.  Larry went into kindergarten the next year and before the first week was up Alan had all kinds of friends and Larry made friends easily.