School!
I don’t remember my first day at school
But I’m sure my sister Gertie took me
Holding tight to my hand as our mother
Told her to as we walked from
Ballindrait to Murlog School
My husband Fran used to smile
When he told me about his first days
In the small school at the bottom of
The Ballycolman Lane in Strabane I think he said
And Sister Mary McTilll
I remember taking each of our three sons to
Their first day at school
Giles left Eileen and Anne’s careful care in pre-school
In Melvin Hall.
He had been there for 2 years because of the way
His birth date fell
Richard had gone to play school too
Under Elizabeth Blee’s tender hand and the team in
St Mary’s School
And then it was our son Ross’s turn to go
He had gone to Ballycolman Nursery
He still recalls his days there with fond memories
The youngest of the three
He was the last one to go to school
I remember walking up the Melmount Road
Holding tightly to his hand
I knew it probably was me that was going to
Need comforting as I stood outside the
Classroom clutching my camera
Asking to be let in to take a photo
Of his first day at school
And then in no time it seemed it was our grandchildrens’turn
The morning of the first day or that evening after school
They proudly came to show Granny and Granda
Their new school uniforms
And their amazing new schoolbags full of wonderful pencils, books
And their favorite toy that linked them with home
In case they’d feel lonely
And now it’s 2020 and it’s our
Great granddaughter little Maddie turn
I think what I’m trying to say is
Our worries and our fears inside our heads
Grow and multiply
Will they be bullied?
Will the teachers be kind and understand their wee funny ways
This year there is an extra fear
Despite the reassuring words
The hovering fear of Covit 19
Crowd our minds
It’s hard to let go of their hand
Their first’ test’ to pass the temperature probe
Will they pass or will they fail?
The closest thing to our hearts
Our children
Gemma Hill 2020

Beautiful memories,Gemma,can’t help but think how quickly the years pass by from our children to our great grandchildren We are blessed .x