....normal service has now resumed.
This week, number one son Andy has been on work experience. Now this is all new to me as I never expected him to be doing this so young; he's not yet fifteen. But we checked out the options, he made several applications and was pleased he ended up with a placement at a local school, in the Science Dept. as a Lab Technician.
Now, I love my son more than I love Shiraz. He's very intelligent, polite and confident. But he does have his foibles.. he's a bit of a know-it-all, he has very strong opinions that he likes to share, he can be a smidgen sarcastic (yeah, I know.. the apple didn't fall far from the tree!). Baring this in mind, I worried about how he'd get on. Would he drive them mad?
I needn't have worried. The staff were wonderful to him. They were helpful, friendly and considerate. They not only made him feel welcome, but also made him feel like a colleague. They bought him a cob on Cob Day. They chatted to him in the staff room. They told the other kids to call him Sir. Thanks to all of this, he had a fantastic week. There's wasn't anything he didn't like about it. It's made him more sure about what he wants to do with his future and more determined to achieve it.
I'll probably never meet the people Andy worked with. And though he'll send a letter of thanks to them, I'll never get to show my appreciation. So this is a great big THANK YOU to any of you who has ever had to endure a work experience kid. THANK YOU for not getting annoyed when they ask the same question for the fifth time. THANK YOU for understanding when they don't listen to your instructions, because they think they know-it-all. THANK YOU for rescuing them when they get lost coming back from the toilets. THANK YOU for making them a cuppa and giving them your own time from your lunchbreak. And THANK YOU for putting their mother's minds at rest.