Dear School,
Tomorrow I give you my daughter. For three years, she has been under my care and now she will enter your halls. Since we will share her for the next 15 years, there are some things I think you should know about her.
She is my angel. My heartbeat. My life. She is grouchy in the morning, but by 8:30, she is a ball of energy. She is talkative and social, but when she gets excited, she wraps her body around my legs and buries her face. From the time she was born she has always been happy. She loves to run and jump, yet she also loves to dress-up like a princess and copy me when I put on my make-up. She knows that Jesus is in her heart, and she will probably tell other kids that Jesus is in their hearts too.
Take care of her. In your walls, she will learn how to read and write; add and subtract. But she will also learn about gossip, about cliques, about winning and losing. Take care or her and I will too. Help me teach her to love learning. Help me teach her to stand up for what is right, even when it might cause her pain. Help me teach her that each day is full of chances to be kind and helpful. Help me teach her how to be herself.
Tomorrow, my daughter will enter your halls full of smiles and confidence. In 15 years, may she leave the way she came.
