Aw yeah. Back to School night for both my daughters. Mark went with Nina and I took Anna. (And Gunder. Doh.) We talked to teachers, noted the required supplies, walked the crowded halls and said hi to friends they haven't seen for three months. Part of me was excited for Anna, and the other part wanted to throw up. I really did like school, but the drama with friends and hoping people would like me and wanting to look perfect, etc etc came back with a vengeance.
In terms of Anna's classes, I found myself being excited for her. The geography teacher said she needs colored pencils because they do a lot of maps. Natch. Ok, I so would have been all over that. I have a weird affinity for both colored pencils and maps. The math teacher was really cool and I think it'll be a good match for my daughter, and the English teacher was one I would have loved having as a kid. And she has the kids write something every day!
They're writing every day!
I think this is one of the most valuable skills that helps students across the board. If you can read and write, success in multiple subjects is much more attainable than otherwise.
I'm reminded of the line in "You've Got Mail," where Tom Hanks tells Meg Ryan that he wants to buy "bouquets of sharpened pencils." Dork that I am, I love that. My favorite pencils ever are the Ticonderoga Tri Write. They are unbelievably sexy. Yes, I just said that about a pencil.
All things considered, as much as I will miss the freedom of summer, I am looking forward to reestablishing routine around here. I'm much more organized during the school year. Summer becomes a free-for-all.
To my sweet children, I wish you good luck and fabulous friends and good study habits. I hope that you'll learn many wonderful and useful things this year, and that your successes will be satisfying.
Better stop before I get all misty-eyed.
Easter Weekend 2019
5 years ago
3 comments:
Good post. It makes me nervous just thinking that school starts in just a few days.
And here it is upon us. Were your kids excited this morning?
So a pencil can be sexy? Wow. I better find some of those Ticonderogas to leave around the house!
Sometimes I wish I could go back to HS with the knowledge and confidence that I have now, but withe the body of my 17 year old self. I would do things totally different. I would be a better person and take way more chances with people and opportunities. Because I understand so much better now, that we all felt that way! there was nothing to be scared of, except ourselves. And I am not scary anymore. (except when I first get out of bed).
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