Primary Eye Care Associates - August 2018


My Last First Day

It seems just a short while ago that I was dropping my kids off on their first day of school. Shaun was heading into the first grade and the twins into kindergarten. It was two different grades and two polar opposite reactions. Shaun was skipping in the parking lot, eager and excited to go. Shyal and Sabrina (the twins) were quiet, and you could tell there was a current of emotions just beneath the surface. We were walking down the hall to drop all three off, and I remember Shaun saying, “See ya!” before running to his classroom. The twins were clinging to both my wife and me, bawling their eyes out. When we got them to the classroom, the teachers explained to us that we needed to leave so the twins could acclimate to their new environment, but my wife and I couldn’t help but worry. We sat in the parking lot for 30 minutes, tempted to go back in. That process would go on for the first two weeks of school.

social group was a big deal to me. I had some reservations as I navigated the new terrain, and as I went to my first-period English class, I certainly had

some anxiety. The teacher was taking attendance, and the name “John Irish” came out. I immediately

perked up because he was on my soccer team. John introduced me to his friends, and the rest is history. John and I still talk to this day.

Transitioning between schools can be an emotional experience, but watching Shaun go through it, you would think it was effortless. The first thing he wanted to do when he told my parents he was a Badger was take them to campus and show them around. He was like a tour guide and explained all the intricacies and history behind every building on the UW Madison campus. The only thing


I blinked, and Shaun walked across the stage with his diploma a couple of months ago, and the twins are following right behind him.

These memories reminded me of my first days of school. For some reason, I found it prudent to argue with my mom about whether or not I needed lunch. I was adamant that I didn’t need to pack a lunch on the first day, and my mother wouldn’t let me leave without it. I remember going through the first day and being so

hungry and incredibly thankful I had a lunch that day. That’s why I tell my kids to listen to their mother. School is so important because of the crucial relationships you’re able to form. I moved around and went to a few different schools. A lot of the transitions I went through defined my personality. I remember changing schools going into high school. Joining a whole new

that surpassed his undeniable excitement was his knowledge of everything about this new school. It was almost like watching him head off to the first grade again. Next year, when we take the twins to their school, I’m sure it will be much different from their first day. Watching these three human beings transition from dependent, curious minds to independent, explorative minds has been nothing short of incredible for me. And now I find myself wondering, how will my twins deal with the empty chair at dinnertime this year? How will I react when all three chairs are empty next year? This year is the last first day for my wife and me. From then on out, back to school is in the hands of our children.

Until next time; Eye’ll see ya then!

–Steven Chander

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