Ever wondered how do kids change at secondary school?
Sometimes in parenting, there are moments that make you stop in your tracks.
“Holy Hell, how did THAT happen?” you’ll ask yourself.
Take the two video stills below. The first image is from last July, just before Flea started secondary school. The second image is from a video a couple of weeks ago.
Isn’t that crazy?
There’s only about 9 months between those two photos. 36 weeks. Something just over half a year.
Secondary school hasn’t just changed my daughter; it’s transformed her.
What’s truly scary (and lovely, and exciting) is that it’s transformed her on the inside, too. A lot happens in Year 7, and it’s great if you can be prepared for some of it. Here are some of the ways that kids change at secondary school:
I Don’t Pick Up. I Park.
At primary school, I waited outside Flea’s classroom for her to emerge at the end of the day. We’d have a hug, and head to the car.
At senior school, for the most part, I park outside the school and wait in the car. I don’t get out of the car, and Flea only acknowledges my existence once she’s inside the vehicle.
Get used to letting your child have a small taste of independence, whether that’s catching the bus to school or just walking on their own from the car to the school itself.
I’m a Taxi.
I used to think primary school was hectic. Secondary school is a whole other story.
One of the biggest changes during secondary school is that kids get really hectic. I encouraged Flea to get involved in clubs and activities when she started secondary school. In the process made a giant rod for my own back.
Three nights a week of after-school sport, plus the weekly Scouts meetings are a LOT. Then there’s STEM club and some experiment involving a live hamster that I try not to ask too much about. Oh, and there’s also regional and county hockey team meetings after school, and weekend matches too.
This weekend I get to drive to Leeds for a Lancashire hockey match with a 9am kick-off. You can’t see me but I am very much making my happy face right now.
Weird Things are Exciting
On Friday, I was in London and Flea went to a friend’s house after school until I could pick her up. When I picked her up, Flea told me how amazing it was, and could we do the same again next time?
“We got to walk home the whole way by ourselves and listen to music and it only took half an hour,” said my daughter, who used to act like I’d asked her to trek the Pennines if I told her to take the dog to the park. Now it’s all “It was so cool, Mum!”
Flea now volunteers to go the shop solo rather than walking there with me. She tells me I don’t need to ride my bike all the way to school with her. “It’s not like I don’t know the way.”
I think there’s something great about kids realising they can now just HANG OUT WITH THEIR MATES and it’s nothing like the playdates they had at primary school.
I No Longer Need to Speak
A couple of days ago, it was a relative’s birthday, and I took Flea shopping to buy a gift. “Oh, isn’t that Ellie and Millie?” I said, as we wandered through the department store. (as an aside, from what I can tell, all Flea’s friends have names that sound the same; like Ellie and Millie and Arabella and Gabriella. It’s very hard to keep up.)
Flea was uncharacteristically quiet and didn’t respond. After we left the store and I interrogated her thoroughly she confessed – she couldn’t bring herself to speak to her friends because I WAS THERE. My mere presence now constitutes social humiliation.
It’s actually a bit sad and hurtful but one of the big changes as kids start secondary school is they may well hate to be seen with you. Get ready, suck it up and don’t show them that you mind!
I’m No Longer the Best Friend
Of all the changes that happen when a child starts secondary school, there’s one you won’t see coming. That is when your child bails on plans with YOU to spend time with their FRIENDS.
Flea and I have done Friday night dinner for as long as I can remember, assuming we’re both around. But this week? This week I got dumped, because Flea wanted to go to her best friend’s house and read Manga, and play video games.
I’ll be honest – my first instinct was to feel miffed. But then – isn’t this the whole point of secondary school?
Secondary school changes kids for the better
Back when that first photo at the top of this post was taken, Flea was nervous and in need of a lot of support. Starting a new, big school where you don’t know anyone? That’s Big Stuff.
Nine months later, and Flea has thrown herself into secondary school. There are school clubs and out-of-school clubs. She asks to stay late to do homework with friends in the library. They hang out at each other’s houses, meet up at the park, go for hot chocolates together. There are endless, endless chats on iMessage and Instagram, with memes and in-jokes.
When you think about it, being ditched for a friend is precisely what I was hoping for. She’s making friends and wanting to spend time with them. I’m honestly thrilled about it. At least 95% thrilled, at any rate.
But I will confess that I do frequently shout, “Cooo-eeee!” in the direction of Flea’s friends if I see them in public. And if Flea’s been especially annoying in the morning, I absolutely WILL lean out of the car window and yell, “Have a good day, Snuggle Bear!”
Because the joy of humiliating your kids never gets old (even if they do).