My name is Lily-Sue, but my mummy calls me Munchkin (or 'Munch' for short!) I am 8 years old, and this is where my mummy will help me write all about all the fun things we do together. I hope you enjoy reading about the adventures of my mummy and me, Munchkin, with the occasional appearance from the siblings - Beastie and Plumlet.

Wednesday, 9 July 2014

So, last week I went to my big school ...

So last week I went to my big school,
Mummy, Fudgy and me.
They said there'd be lots of exciting things,
For me to do and to see.

They said there'd be other children,
Children I would soon call friends!
Children that I will see every day,
When my time at my nursery ends.

They said I would meet a new teacher,
The one that will help me to learn.
The thought of all these new people,
Is causing my tummy to turn!

I'm happy at my nursery,
Everyone there knows my name!
I'm happy with all of my teachers there,
Why can't things just stay the same?

So getting ready for big school,
I picked out a pretty white dress.
I knew there'd be activities and things to do,
And I'd probably get in a mess.

But mummy let me wear what I wanted,
She knew that would make me smile.
I'm happier about my visit to big school,
Maybe I'll go for a while!

I skipped some of the way to big school,
Happy the sun was so bright!
Then as we got closer to the big red gates,
I grabbed mummy's hand and held tight.

Children were there with their mummies,
As I still held my mummy tight!
Then I felt a little tap on my shoulder,
And suddenly things felt alright ...

... C goes to my nursery,
We play together a lot!
Will she be in my class at big school then?
Some more of the fear is forgot!

Another friend from my nursery,
Two, and another one three!
I don't know what I've been frightened of,
They're coming to big school with me!

My new school looks really exciting,
Mrs O, my new teacher, seems great.
The classroom is full of fun things to do,
And at lunchtime, I nearly cleared my plate!

I know I will miss my old nursery,
And miss the teachers I adore.
But I suppose it's now time for me to move on,
To big school where I will learn more.

I know that mummy will cry,
Mascara will run down her face!
But I will start big school with a beaming smile,
'Cos I think I'm gonna like this new place!


  1. Bless her, loving the pretty dress and pleased her taste of big school was fun x

    1. Thanks Lucy! Why does my baby girl have to grow up ...?! The time goes too fast! x