I usually drop Angel in my car in front of her school and she
opens the door, gets down, closes the door and goes to the spot which is
allotted for her class and their class teacher picks them up when the bell
rings. Sometimes she wants me to drop her to that allotted spot and I oblige
her request once or twice a week. One such time when we were walking to drop
her to her class, she spotted a classmate of hers, lets call her S and we
waited for S to catch up.
As soon as S joined us, she whispered in Angel’s ear: Why is
your mom dropping you? Are you scared?
And she started to run.
To which Angel replied: I am not scared, I want her to drop me!
All the while not letting go of my finger, she said: Mama, you
know S’s mom drops her all the time.
And I dropped her where the rest of the classmates were.
I know it’s not that big a deal and even for her it was business
as usual, but I love that at this age how objective she is and didn’t succumb
to peer pressure. Not yet anyway.
