In a week that encompassed many emotions, we completed Years 1, 3, 5 and 7 in great style. As an unashamedly proud mother, I will forewarn all, that I will continue to use this blog as my very own brag book.
Baby Sal, taking out the Academic award for the juniors,
Wallace, the intermediate, (as well as tying for the sportsmanship award)
and Jessie the Senior award.
Sarah, completing Year 7, and thus her primary education, was awarded a bursary for academic excellence.
For many reasons.
Firstly, that my firstborn will be leaving the nest, leaving the small school that has not only provided her with an amazing grounding in education, but has also cared for her, supported her, lifted her, fostered her and protected her.
And secondly, because we farewelled an amazing young woman who has been at the helm of our school these past eighteen months.
Who will be so sadly missed by all within our school community.
And who is moving onto a school I hope will love and appreciate her as much as we have.
And I've no doubt they will.
We've had Christmas Carols,
and class presentations,
as well as Christmas gifts
and just as every cloud has a silver lining,
for the very last time I sent four lunch boxes out the door.