‘I don’t want to wear a uniform’
you say to me
‘White shirts are boring
I want to look like me’
‘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’
‘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’
‘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!”
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”’
‘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?’
‘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’
We’ve talked together
I’ve sat through the sad
I’ve held you tight
When your upset and mad
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
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
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
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!
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
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
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!