The first weeks of school have passed for both my newly minted High Schooler and her newly minted College student brother. On a drama scale of 1-10, the weeks have passed with a 5.5, which around these parts is barely a tremor. We have been known to wrestle the kracken and come out the other side with few marks and the kracken's lunch money. The first week of Jr HS definitely fell into the kracken category.
Don't get me wrong, it hasn't been a total cake walk. There were flat tires, tough auditions, unpleasantness at the college book store, crushes on other people's significant others and one truancy call for a study hall skipped in favor of hot pancakes (Can't throw stones on this one. Been there, ate the short stack). For the most part, these were easy tests for us parents.
What is really unique about this school year, is that it is starting off with a little bit of positive feedback. In prior years, school started with a litany of complaints and spiraled downward from there. I'm not saying my kids were pessimistic and neurotic, but the only image that is coming into my head is Alvy Singer from Annie Hall. As a matter of fact, my daughter tends to be somewhat dark, hypochondriacal and a conspiracy theorist. Her obsession with shows about women who kill had made me seriously consider blocking the Investigation Discovery channel and don't even get me started on WebMD. Unfortunately, most cyber-nanny programs don't have a filter to prevent googling suspected diseases and pictures of skin maladies.
My son on the other hand, has had 12 years of teachers that could only be classified (by his measure) as morons. That is when he wasn't classifying them as irrational, demanding, nonsensical and irrelevant. Most often, this was in response to them expecting him to do his homework and pay attention in class. Idiots!
This year though, I have been told the following pieces of good news, that I can only devour like the positivity starved parent that I am:
- I love my English teacher Ms. Smith. She's just like Ms. Jones, but crazier.
- I like having time gaps in my schedule so that I can nap in my car instead of the classroom.
- The salad bar at the high school is dank (Paradoxically, in the world of teenagers, this term is good)
- I like that we don't have to worry about all that hand raising nonsense. If you have an answer, you
just call it out.
That may not sound like amazing news to you, but I take my good news where I can get it. And every day that they go off to school without incident I say a silent word of thanks and wish for it to continue through the school year. Every positive day in class that keeps my daughter from asking me to home school her or put her in a convent is a good day. And to think, there are only 7 more years of this roller coaster for us. By then, I will be able to get my carny license and run away to join the circus.