I never thought parking at school was going to be such a nightmare. Finding a spot close to the school gate is nearly impossible. When you do, it’s like winning the lottery.
I choose to drive my five year old to and from school. Whilst it’s only seven kilometres from home, it’s too far to walk and we aren’t ready for the bus at this early stage of school life.
So the past weeks we have been trying to find the right time to leave home to get that perfect parking spot. I now realise there is no right time. You leave too early and miss the traffic, but are at school far too early. Leave it too late and you find yourself parking almost a kilometre away. . . .
Every parent is in a hurry. Lights are flashing, parking attendants and lollypop ladies are in force to help control the ensuing chaos. The “Kiss and Ride” system is said to work, but for us first year mothers, we want to accompany our kids to the classroom door.
My son dreads the traffic jams associated with drop off and pick up. “Tomorrow let’s just get up, have breakfast and go Mum” he says if we are forced to a distant parking spot. Well he is the one that has to carry the heavy backpack, whilst I have to carry the heavy toddler. We high-five when we do manage to get a prime front-of-school park.
As with many high traffic situations, there are many frustrating moments. There is the speeding parent, the double parking parent, the parent who takes up two car spaces. Yes it is annoying, but really the most important thing to remember is to arrive at school safely and without stress.
So even though I am missing out on those prime parking positions, I realise that the only thing I am racing against is the bell. It has been ringing a few times as we arrive, and that’s ok. After all, it’s only his first term at school. It’s not like his sitting his final year exams.0 comments