I always wondered what it would be like to have my sister at school with me. Because of the age range (4 school years) and our school splitting at secondary age, we were never together. But it hasn’t stopped us having a strong sibling bond.
My children are at school together and will be for another three years.
There’s a real sense of understanding between Mademoiselle and Little Mister – a real sense of togetherness. They’re close enough in age – 3.5 years age gap – and they show an amazing amount of support for each other which I think is helped by them seeing each other at school.
Sometimes I hear them planning where they’re going to meet at break time, and other times when they’re desperately trying to avoid each other!
There are times when they play with each other at break-time; Mademoiselle and her friends are allowed into the younger play area and together they play games. The girls think Little Mister is “cute”; I think he likes the attention!
On the flip side, Little Mister gets a Hi Five and a ‘Dab’ from the boys in Mademoiselle’s class as he’s been hanging around with these children since he was a baby. To be recognised by a Year 4 boy is pretty cool, if you’re a littlie!
As the oldest, Mademoiselle sometimes takes on the motherly role when I’m not around regardless of whether it’s needed. But then Little Mister brings out the fun & the comedy in Mademoiselle, who by nature is a more cautious, serious character.
I can see how they already have respect for each other’s strengths; they have a strong bond which I hope will always be there, just as it is with my sister even if we don’t see each other for weeks!
Last week Mademoiselle came to the rescue of her brother. Little Mister caught a football squarely in his face. Standing in the playground amongst his peers, mud on his eye which was also stinging from the ball, he was crying hard.
Before any of the teachers got there, his sister was by his side. She reassured the boy who kicked the ball he wasn’t in trouble for the accident *as that’s how children think* and then ushered her brother away to the teachers.
He wanted his sister to help him get tidied up. She didn’t mind missing her playtime.
He calmed down.
She hugged him and he hugged her back.
He didn’t need to say thank you, he just needed to give her his special hug.
They went their separate ways.
I wasn’t there. One of the dinner ladies told me. I was super proud of my children.
I hope they will always be there for each other, even if they lose their way during their teenage years. The foundations of their bond is strong and seeing each other at school, every day, must surely help.
I’m so lucky to have both of them in my life; just as I’m lucky to have a sister in my life.
Siblings. Sometimes you can’t live with them but you most certainly don’t want to live without them!
I'm Tracey, nice to meet you. Mummyshire was 'born' three years ago after we moved from London to the Oxford countryside. Here I chart our journey adjusting to our new lives, the challenges of being in the countryside & surviving parenthood.