Celebrating Riyan's last day in Hanis

Top L to R: Syami, Elfie, Irfan, Riyan, Mustafa. Bottom L to R: Ifah, Hani, Tasnym, Shazlyn, Nazira

Teacher Shidah (pink), Mudarissah Afifah (black), Teacher Linda (seated)

Today marked the last day Riyan wore his Hanis school uniform. It had been four great years for him there. And today marked the end of 6 years of sending and fetching my kids from Hanis Montessori. Started off at Harvey Ave with Nurul, to Telok Kurau Lor M, to Telok Kurau Lor K to another one in Telok Kurau and finally Enterprise One. Five relocations of Hanis within 6 years. The Islamic school was having a bad time finding a suitable location to educate the young Muslims. 

I know Riyan will miss his friends... especially his best friend Irfan. But he doesn't want to admit it. I fast forwarded his birthday one month earlier so he can celebrate it with his school friends... some he knew since his playgroup days in Hanis Montessori when he was 1yr plus. Now he's 6 yrs old. I watched his friends grow up. Even the Teachers and Mudarissah. Watched them got married and having kids. Time really flies. 

Really grateful to Teacher Linda. Someone whom Riyan opened up to during his final year in Hanis. She was so glad that he started conversations with her without being prompted. Took her a year for him to open up to her. She gave me a big hug earlier today. She was happy to have Riyan as her student and that Riyan made so much improvement in school and in his social skills.

He was so shy when they sang and wished him a happy birthday. I think he almost cried! Riyan, he always thinks that no one likes him, no one loves him and always hits himself when he thinks that he has done something wrong. And he always sits in one corner when he sulks. It's disturbing me. Makes me sad when he thinks likewise. I've to keep ressuring him that everybody loves him and so that he will not have a low self esteem.  :( 

Mama always loves you, Yayan! Anyway, i packed
a couple of things for his friends... err... more than a couple of things...