Preschool graduations. I admit, I have always thought they were a bit ridiculous.
It’s just preschool. They are starting out their school lives. How can one graduate when one is just beginning?
It’s just preschool. Why do we need to have ceremonies for this? Not everything has to be a big deal.
It is just preschool. They basically played all year.
What was the curriculum? Painting, gluing, singing, counting.
They just learned to share, listen, take turns, develop fine motor skills.
They only learned how to make friends, keep friends, speak clearly, open their own snacks. Print their name. Be away from mom and dad.
Why are we celebrating this past year? It’s just preschool after all.
Just preschool, where their teachers invested in their young lives as they ate their playdoh cookies. It was one or two mornings per week where they were stretched to try new things and think outside of their own experiences. Sitting at the carpet taught them mutual respect and how to follow a new routine. Planting bean seeds in paper towels and baggies fostered wonder and a sense of nurturing.
Maybe graduations aren’t necessary, but big things happen throughout our lives and they need to be marked. I think we’ve gotten carried away with graduations in particular (preschool, kindergarten, grade six, grade 8, grade 12, need I go on?) but reflecting on a year of growth and learning? That matters.
Pausing to say good-bye to a season of education or a milestone of life, let’s keep doing that. Minus the formal wear.
Even if it’s just preschool.
(Thank you, teachers of all grade levels. What you do matters and we are grateful).