While I’ve moved from instagram to blogging, I still find blogging to be a safer haven to put my words. It feels one way but sometimes, I am not eliciting for any feedback, I just want to put my thoughts out there. Who still read blogs – well, I am not sure, but that’s ok. Not in it for the audience. One day, my kiddo will stumble upon my blog and read my thoughts and that’s enough for me.
I would be lying if I said that Primary One registration doesn’t bother me at all. In fact, I am anxious about where to put the kid and distance plays a key role in our decision ultimately. I used to be from the convent school in Toa Payoh and the distance from our home in the East to school was quite the killer. We were put on a school bus most of the time and when I was finally old enough to take public transport home, that was the highlight of the journey. But it was still quite a killer having to spend nearly an hour or more on the road. So even though, my alma mata was a good one, the distance is a huge deterrent. For our sanity, we thought she would be best placed in a convent school nearer to home.
I wished that all convent schools were created equally, meaning if you graduated from a convent school in the east, it would mean that you are placed in an alumnae for convent schools. But this system does not exist and yes, some convent schools are more well-regarded than others, so having this system doesn’t help either.
We are now placed on Phase 2B where registration will open next week. We are going in via the religion affiliation and hopefully that will be sufficient.
I have fond memories of my education in a convent school and I hope the Bub will too. Fingers crossed and wish us luck!