For my daughter, there were many highlights of Year 6 – from the school residential to the leavers’ play right through to receiving a trophy at the leavers’ assembly. But one of the biggest highlights had to be being a prefect and spending time with the very smallest children in school. It turns out my daughter is very good with little children.
Every prefect had responsibility for a class to help them line up properly after break time and lunch time. They had the same class for a term, before moving on to another class. My daughter had responsibility for a Reception class and a Year 2 class. And the little children adored her, as little kids always do adore bigger kids. But, unlike most bigger kids, my daughter adored them too and was happy to have their attention. The teachers in the infants noticed and praised her for how good she was with the little children.
Even though she ended her time at the school with a term ‘looking after’ Year 5, she stayed in touch with the little ones.The small children always called her name and waved to her as we left school and she always had a wave and a big smile for them. She was happy to chat to a Year 2 girl we bumped into in town one day. She got super-cute signatures from her favourite little ones in her autograph book when she left school.
On the last week of term, some of the little ones begged my daughter’s friend to watch them do gymnastics. Her friend did a typical Year 6 ‘Er – yeah, in a few minutes’, with absolutely no intention whatsoever of watching them. She wasn’t being nasty, she was just being a Year 6. Because that’s what Year 6s do. And Year 5s and Year 4s. Because when you’re at school, hanging out with little kids, or even kids a year younger, just isn’t cool.
But my daughter kept an eye the girls. They were doing their gymnastics and kept glancing over at her friend, waiting for her to watch them. So my daughter did something very un-Year 6, but very my daughter. She went over to them and said: ‘I’ll watch your gymnastics’. Because, as she said to me, she’d rather miss a few minutes with her own friends (even in her very last week in school with them), than think of the little children being unhappy.
She’s a clever girl, with so many reasons to make me proud, but her caring nature makes me more proud than anything. She really is good with little children.