This morning I drove by the high school and saw the marching band lined up to practice.
I have trouble understanding American high school schedules. The summer before my oldest child’s freshman year, I probably got the newsletter from the high school but didn’t understand how important it was to study it.
The next summer we moved, and the school didn’t have our new address, and so we didn’t get the newsletter at all.
Who knew, when we delivered our child to them on the “first day of school”, that he had already missed class registration, locker assignments, school pictures, two weeks of cross country practice, and a MONTH of band practice?
Now I study those newsletters like treasure maps, but I still have this vague feeling of unease during the end of July and most of August – what does everybody else know that I don’t?
Geez….