And now on to Grade 1

It was the last day of Grade R today. I said good-by to his teacher. The one who battled to get my son into Grade 1. The teacher who encouraged my son's interests, did not tire of his endless questions, or his over-enthusiasm and she worked hard to keep my son from getting bored in a class, where they are teaching such things as 'Q is for quarrelsome queen.' His teacher was a rare gem, to say the least. My son was only 2 when he started his first day of preschool. His birthday had been but a few weeks...