Farewell season

Today is my son's last day in the kindergarten. I woke up before 6:00 to prepare the breakfast for all the kids in his group (20 kids), of course, also included his teachers. Before the breakfast, I stayed in the activity room with them. I had told RanRan about the last kindergarten day. Then he knew it. But I'm not sure whether he can understand it, or maybe, he even understand it better than me? He came to the activity room as usual, began to play with his best friend, Franz. When I looked at them playing and took picture at the meantime, I was touched. No naughty, no dishonest, no argue, no fight... and no sad ( this could be the last time they play together ), it is quiet, peaceful and serious. I heard they discussed about the rule of play, "Balabalabala, ok?" "O.K.!" Now, I understand why they are best friend.

 

Dingdong, dingdong~~~, it's time for breakfast (9:00 am). When they came out from the activity room, down the stairs. RanRan looked quite happy since he saw me still there. I did not seriously take pictures of the food since I do not want to disturb them eat. Honestly, it is not a hearty breakfast. But I was happy to see kids choose this one or that one. Erik, a little shy boy, sitting beside me, wanted me to peeled banana peel for him (for many times). But he feared I can not understand, then asked for his teacher how to say it in Chinese, and he wanted to learn Chinese.  Bennet, the boy at the left corner of the picture, wanted a grape. I'm so sorry I could not understand what he said. Anyway, I delivered him a grape at last. RanRan, sitting at another table next, delivered the seaweed to other kids at his table, asked me to give him the Shrimp Fried Rice for twice, then happily ate the same bread as Franz......

When I came out from the kindergarten. It was already 10:10am. On a sudden, I felt exhausted, and I began to realize I was so sad actually.