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‘I don’t want to wear a uniform’

you say to me

‘White shirts are boring

I want to look like me’

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‘I don’t want to look like everyone else

Colourful clothes are cool

Boring clothes are rubbish mummy

I don’t want to go to school’

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‘I like my hair long like daddy

I don’t want to cut my hair

Why do I have to tie it up?

I know other boys have it short- I don’t care’

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‘Other children may be unkind, I say

How might you manage it?’

‘I know mummy its happened before

I’ll say “well I don’t care because I like it!”

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They said my hair was like a girls

And I said “well I’m a boy and that’s rude!

And I love my hair

My daddy has long hair and I’m a cool dude”’

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‘Why are you making me go to school mummy?

I’m so angry of you

Well if you make me go there I will break the school,

then what will you do?’

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‘Will I be there forever and never come home?

I don’t want you to leave me there all on my own.’

‘What if I don’t like the food

Or if nobody wants to play with me?

I will miss you too much

I want to be home with you and Roarsie’

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We’ve talked together

I’ve sat through the sad

I’ve held you tight

When your upset and mad

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It’s normal to feel this way

It’s not a surprise after so long at home

Little one you’ve amazed me

At just how much you’ve grown

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This is all such a big change

After such a long time

I’ll be there to help you through

I’m sure it will all be fine

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And now it’s only 2 days away

You seem ready to start

And I’m the one who is getting anxious

Trying not to fall apart

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When did you get so insightful?

When did you become so grown?

On that first day you’ll probably have a wonderful time

Whilst I will be sat watching the clock on my phone!

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I hope the other children are kind to you

That it eliminates your fears

That it makes you feel confident

That the teachers soothe your tears

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That joining the big wide world outside

Doesn’t quash your inner magic

The way the machine of the institution

Often does is very tragic

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I am so very proud of you my darling

You amaze me every day

So go out there and get them

Show them the Ravey way!

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