I received an email from school a few weeks ago gauging opinions on transport for a 1 night PGL residential next year for when my son is in Year 4. I didn't realise residentials were even a thing for Year 4 so I was shocked but I was also shocked because of my own personal experience.
I'm prepared to refuse permission for my son to go, mostly on the basis that I don't want that company to have a penny of my cash.
I've asked him if he wants to go and he said he wants to but he is scared as he's never been away on his own.
But the main problem with this situation is me. It is no exaggeration to say it took me many years to get over the trip I went on in Year 6 in 1997. I was ill as soon as I got there, thinking back it was probably the start of PMS symptoms (that age isn't great for girls). I was incredibly homesick and spent 3 days crying. The school phoned my parents and told them I was ill and when they offered to pick me up the school said no need. When I asked to go home, the teachers told me that my parents had said it was too far so my parents couldn't come. Mum and Dad are in their 70s now and are still really upset about this.
The experience and the feeling of being trapped like that caused me a lot of problems. I was constantly scared of doing anything new and it seriously knocked my confidence. I nearly didn't go away to University because it was all still fresh in mind 6 years later.
I'm a much more robust 38 year old now and my son has had to deal with some bad things in his 7 years that I didn't at his age.
However, my experience of this brand and the way my school (nearly 30 years ago!) arranged this trip has been so long lasting and ingrained that I am reticent to even consider giving them any of my money.
I understand how irrational this is because my son in not me and his school is not my school from the 90s. So he could go and be fine, but I'm really curious as to whether anyone else has gone through a similar thought process about these trips?