Yes you can tell it was the first day of school--and if you doubted it---just go to the school supp;y section at you local WallyWorld and listen to all the griping and complaining. I was on a roll about how ill prepared this school district consistently is each year----and how annoying it is that each teacher has to have different supplies from everyone else--I think they hold stock in Mead and Crayola. Well we made it as far as the stack-out of binders, looked down the aisle and I muttered a word I probably shouldn't use in front of the kids----well, poop, basically---I sent the two boys to look for the needed items, while the 4 yr old and I hit the next aisle and circled around, just in time to hear a lady gripe about the same high school I send my oldest to, and which was the reason for the majority of my complaints.
Things like, Chris went to homeroom this morning, only to find that sometime between Thrusday when we picked up his schedule and this morning, some higher authority changed all the homeroom assignments around. The rest of his day wasn;t too bad--except an asinine ruling by the 9th grade principal that the 9th graders are not allowed to carry their backpacks to class with them--but the rest of the school can. And the capper was the phone call I received at work 1/2 hr before my shift ended--"Mom, come get me, I missed the bus." "Why did you miss the bus?""Because by the time I got to my locker and made it to the bus line, it was the wrong bus line (ifI as mom may just inquire as to why they were not told where the appropriate line was for their busses?) and when I got to the right one, the bus had just left." "Why? Never mind, I'll be there as soon as I can get there."
Number one, why were the new kids NOT told where their buses lined up? Number two, why are the freshman singled out by not being able to have their backpacks with them. (Heck I thought THAT had gone out after Columbine!) Number three, why can you never get the entire story out of a kid before you make yourself look like an idiot by questioning the person responsible for the policy? Yep you guessed it I ran into said 9th grade principal at Walmart as we were checking out, and queried her about it. I have her solemn assurance that he will not miss the bus again, but HE neglected to inform me that the freshman had block periods and the others didn't, so that was why. I'm still scratching my head over that ?reason? but as lond as he doesn't miss the bus again, whatever. Personally I wouldn;t want to carry an overloaded backpack around all day with me, but when I was in school, not quite back as far as the Dark Ages (That's for you Dad), we had time before the bus left to grab our stuff and get to the bus.
Anyway, the next thing I want to know is why the bus schedules were not posted online or in the local paper, necessitating a phone call to the bus garage to find out what time the bus would stop at the end of our road. The fun thing is when I give them our street address and they say, "Uh, where?" and I have to explain that the road is known also by this other name and that we live across from a local youth rec site. Suddenly the lights go on in the head of the person I was talking to, and there's the info I need. Might I also add this phone call was at 5:45 this morning as I was getting ready to walk out the door for work. This school district was so ready for this academic year to start.......sarcasm intended. Each year I have children in public schools in this area is another year I keep hoping that big lottery win will happen, or my rich uncle will get out of the poorhouse, and I can homeschool at least my youngest. Then I look at my patience level, and tell myself I have bills to pay, get to work.......
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