So many things have changed recently. When we decided to send the kids to cyber school, it was because we were quite possibly in the world’s worst school district. It wasn’t just academics, it was the whole “hey, don’t get stabbed while you’re there, huh?” vibe which permeates everything. I mean, our crime index put us at 12%. That’s you know… safer than 12% of cities in the US (which doesn’t sound too bad until you realize that also means 88% of the US is safer than Allentown – uhm, ok.)
Our particular neighborhood wasn’t bad exactly, but crime was inching out of downtown slowly and surely. My van had been shot or vandalized on more than one occasion – in fact, I still have a small bullet hole in my windshield that we brought with us to the suburbs. We had things routinely stolen when we had forgetful moments about locking them up tight. We even had a Shop Vac stolen (really, I can’t make this crap up) right before our move. It was on our back porch and to my knowledge, full of bees. I hope they had fun with that. We also had a rather delightful (no sarcasm there, he was a nice guy, unfortunately his clientele was not) drug dealer move in across the street. Yep, it was time to go.
After the kids being home for school for 5 years, we decided it was time for them to go back amongst their peers. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not a fan of the concept of common core, on any level, but it was going to end up in their cyber school curriculum anyway. I went to public school, and turned out just fine. After much searching, debate, and weighing options, we settled on the district we wanted to be in. It was the district I graduated from, and one that several of our friends already live in. After many months of prepping, showing, selling, buying, moving, and complete insanity — they will be starting school on September 2, 2014. Yay!
I had no idea what I was getting myself into, and the year hasn’t even begun yet.
Just imagine, when your little one starts kindergarten, you start to learn the ropes of being the parent of a school-age child. You learn their school, the teachers, the rules, the schedule. One day at a time. Then maybe you have another little one who starts kindergarten a few years later. By then, you’re an old pro at that. Making lunches, bus schedules, and parents nights are easy peasy and you can handle a classroom birthday party or addressing last minute Valentines with your eyes closed. Well, I’m (we’re) being dumped into three schools unceremoniously and simultaneously. One in grade school, one in middle school, one in high school. Can you tell I’m freaking out a little bit?
School clothes? School supplies? Gym bags? School lunches? Bus stops? Snow Days? Clubs? Electives?