Today, I place my almost four-year-old into your hands.
He is the light of my life, my precious love, my everything.
He is bright, funny, boisterous, sensitive, loving, strong-willed, kind, tender-hearted, and joyful.
Although he may seem shy at first, he’ll warm up to you once he becomes used to your smile and your tone of voice. These are the things about you that he’ll be observing.
He will spend almost as much time with you as he does with me. Whether you realize it or not, these hours he spends with you will be life changing for him.
You are writing an entire chapter of his early, little life.
You are playing a vital role in growing a human.
I want you to know that I am praying for you. For patience, strength, wisdom, and a loving heart.
May I be so bold to ask a few things of you, since we don’t know each other?
Will you always remember that he is a child of God, created in His image?
Will you guard his heart, while you train his mind?
Will you look for the good in him, and seek to encourage him?
If he misbehaves (and he likely will…he’s four), will you discipline him in a firm, yet loving way?
Will you deliver consequences with empathy?
If he has little quirks, like he’s scared of loud noises or gets overwhelmed in large groups, will you honor his differences?
Will you love him?
You see, I have to ask, because unfortunately, I can’t assume.
I’ve seen the effects that a bad preschool experience can have on a child. Ripple effects that last years into a child’s life and must be undone like the intricate layers of a woven knot.
And I can’t bear the thought of his spirit being damaged in that way.
I am entrusting him to you and praying that you will be exactly what he needs, when he needs it.
So, it is with anticipation, hope, and a bit of nervousness that I turn him over to you at the threshold of your classroom.
The last words he said to me as we hugged goodbye in the hall were, “Mama, I’m gonna be a good friend! I’m gonna make a friend today!”
Dear Teacher, I hope he finds a friend in you.