I survived registering Sydney for pre-k next year. After surviving that, I have no question that I could tackly Mount Everest. Or even a quick jaunt around the block. I'm something of a pud.
Just a little background on the school. There are 40 spots in the pre-k program. It's part of the same school that Jack goes to, and the school is pre-k thru 8th grade. My kids are 3rd generation to go there. I went there from K-8 minus
2nd grade. The wait list for an open spot is rumored to be quite impressive and if you are out of district you will never see the inside of that classroom, unless you know someone or are a teacher at the school. Even then, you're sworn to secrecy. I'm keeping mum on my childrens ability to be in the program. Some of this is embellished, but I refuse to say which part.
Registration started at 4pm. I got to the school at 2pm. There was already a line of people seated all the way down the hall. We sat there, like crazed shoppers on Black Friday waiting for Target to open their doors at 4am so we can get $5 Baby Alives. I've never done that, and I wouldn't, but I bet that's what it was like. I seriously feared a stampede. Finally at 4pm the principal came out and announced how it would work. They have a system down, it was impressive. I, being me, had all my stuff out and ready to be copied. Of course there was some dipwad that was 4 in front of me that not only had nothing ready, she wasn't even sure she was in district. So we all stood there for 15 minutes before they finally figured out that until she could prove her district, she would go on the wait list.
I spent that time leaned up against the wall, chewing on my straw from my Sonic cup, thinking about how when I got out to the parking lot I was gonna kick her butt so hard my foot hurt just thinking about it. I don't have much tolerance for people who go to these things unprepared. It annoys me. You've had 4 years to plan for this, get it together monkeygirl.
But we got in! I knew all the teachers and several parents from activities that I'm involved in and older kids in the school. We were all shocked at how every year the competition for a spot gets tougher. I was also pleased to see a lot of the kids in Syd's class, have siblings in Jack's class. Pretty cool. I remember being the new mom, and not having anyone to talk to, feeling left out. I don't handle that well. It was nice to have the teachers and principal and staff already know my girl by name. It makes it less nerve wracking to send her off with them. Plus, between volunteering, and substituting, I imagine I'll be there most days.
Or, I might sleep in all day and eat bon bons and drink wine.
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