As per the norm after a very minor hiatus (due to redundancy issues), a fresh post is up at I Are Writer!
Now, back to here.
I had a very tough time in coming with a blog post for today. I'd first started off last week writing about my dream world, but I hit a traditional four tine fork in the road. Then, I started writing about radio silence, but it soon took a turn for the nasty, so we put that on the back burner as well. That left me with the prospect of not having a post for everyone and in fact, I came this close to performing a post repeater from early July when I was on vaca.
But, I couldn't do that to everyone yet again.
What to do, what to do, what to do....then, out of the tiny corner of my brain, inspiration struck @ 5a this morning (seriously).
Let's write about skool!
For those of you who may not be parents or part of the decrepit US educational system, feel free to move on to the next blathering drive-by post. But, if you feel like that you must hang around to get in your fair share of "HA! BETTER YOU THAN ME!", go for it. On this blog, smugness is a virture.
Just like the retail Christmas season, which pretty much starts in October, so goes the retail skool season, which usually starts the 2nd week after skool has ended for everyone. My answer to that is pretty much my boilerplate answer to everything else that starts earlier than God: W. T. F. IS GOING ON HERE?
Summer is short enough as it is, why ruin it for millions of kids and millions of parents by shoving down everyone's collective throats skool related crapola!
Let the children enjoy the three month summer break. They need it as much as the adults do, because quite frankly, it's way too early to turn them into mini-me's. For example, I'm already dealing the stress of my daughter having a boyfriend. I'm also dealing with the stress of my daughter going from this:
And becoming an overachieving sophomore in high skool this coming year. Please don't make it worse by pounding the "back-to-skool" crap down my throat for three solid months. And please let me enjoy my morning & evening commute to work/from work for as long as humanly possible.
My summer commute is ridiculously easy. When skool is out of session, my commute is about 15 minutes tops (no highway, all suburban) each way. When skool is in session, my commute turns into a horror show almost doubled in time, each way.
To whit: I have to play dodge ball with stupid parents who clog up the main roads dropping off/picking up their children at skool (city skools are pretty much universally despised for this); I have to play dodge ball with busses on the selected routes (usually takes me about three weeks to figure which bus goes where and what time I have to leave home in order not to get stuck behind one); I have to play dodge ball with parents who make sure they get their childrens off on the proper track of disobeying the rules by not waiting for the crosswalk signal. Etc., etc., etc., ad infinitum.
Is it any wonder that I'm pretty much null and void at the beginning and the end of my work day?
I'm a rare parent who doesn't like the fact that skool starting up soon and my daughter, who is a super achiever extraordinaire (bottom photo was taken at the end of the dinner given to those students who made high honors for at least two quarters), will soon start her routine of suffering some form burnout roughly four times a month.
Skool. Where reality is not in the eyes of the simpletons who run them, but the almighty dollar is.
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