My priorities have been completely wrong this weekend. I’ve had to put school before my girls, which I really try hard not to do!
As a Music teacher the end of term means the end of year show and the end of year show means a full weekend rehearsal. As my husband and 2 of my step-children get roped into helping out choreographing and playing in the pit band it means that the availability of babysitters is a little low. So, they had to come with us!
I feel remarkably guilty because they had to miss out on taking dance exams this weekend, which subsequently means they can’t move up into the next class. Secretly I’m a little pleased as we’ve just arranged swimming lessons around the existing dance lessons, and goodness knows what would have happened if new lessons formed a clash!
Seeing as though they were missing out on the dance lessons on the Saturday and the exams on the Sunday I refused to let them miss out on anything else. I therefore arrived late on the Saturday morning so 9 could go to her swimming lesson and we also dipped out for half an hour so 9 could perform part of her school show at their summer fair (which is conveniently just the other side of the car park). We then popped to the summer fair during the lunch hour for a bite to eat and for them to have a go on the stalls etc. They did really well – 9 won the biggest teddy there, while 6 won a smaller one and they won an array of balls and other things off the children’s tombola.
they are so used to joining us at concerts and going to see shows that I knew they wouldn’t be too much trouble, but over both days the students that I teach really came into their own. Everyone is always lovely to the girls, but a small group of Y8 students really took them under their wings. They genuinely played with them outside when they weren’t needed on the stage and plaited their hair and fed them sweets and biscuits. They were absolutely amazing. What really surprised me was how thoughtful they were, even asking me about allergies before they gave them anything to eat or drink and bringing them over to me for a cold drink of water when they thought they were getting a bit hot.
So although my priorities were wrong this weekend the girls had a really fun time and made a lot of new ‘friends’. 6 even named the teddy bear she won ‘Chloe’ after one of the girls who played with her.
Help and support always comes when you least expect it, from those you least expect to give it…..