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Independence Day

After the holidays, it was another thing to look forward to. Dawter T's first day at pre-school. We briefed her on what to expect as we were scared that I won't be allowed to ride with her on her school bus on her first day.

I woke up Dawter T at around 8am as she was to be picked up at around 930am. The first two days of schools was meant to orient then thus they will only be at school for 1.5 hours. Her actual time is from 11:30am to 2:30pm.

She was so excited. She even took her water bottle from the ref and put it inside her bag. She took a bath then wore her uniform. Oh my little schooler, she looked so cute and grown-up. (Mind you, I was really the one who can't keep still, I was actually worried sick -- tama si litcoo, may samahan talaga ng stage moms!)

When the school bus arrived, the auntie took dawter T's hand and made her sit inside then closed the door on me. That's when my tears started to fall! I was having mixed emotions. I was so happy to see her off, at the same time scared to my wits. I rushed to get a taxi to follow her to school.

When I got to the school. I couldn't find her so I looked for the auntie. The school bus moderator told me that they were in the music room. That's where I found her bragging about her new Hello Kitty bag (which Auntie Helen, my officemate gave to her) to one of her schoolmates. (It was a boy! So, I was wondering if dawter T was "aggressive" or the boy was ehem ehem *joke lang po*)

I called her and she waved her hand. Then, the teacher took them to their respective classrooms. Teachers were ok. They made the students sit by colors. Dawter T is in yellow group but stood up when the red group was being called. (Bat daw sya sa yellow e red gusto nya?!)

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Later on, the teacher made them go to the toilet. There were small toilet bowls, kakatuwa! And they also have their own soap dispensers.

The class went on. A lot of parents like me were inside the classroom. A lot of them taking pictures, video and cheering their kids on.

My fear disappeared. My daughter is doing great!

Today will be forever etched in my heart and mind! The day my daughter became independent.

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