High School Is Not a Musical

Hansome Boy!At least according to The Young One, who grumped through the morning like a Disney dwarf with bursitis.  I’m sure the fact that 47 of his closest friends chose to call him at 10:00 p.m. last night to talk about the impending first day of high school while I yelled, “GET TO BED ALREADY!!” in the background didn’t help.  Nor did the fact that we were both up at the crack of absurd this morning.

When I was in school, we had to be there at 8:00 a.m every morning, and we left each and every day at 3:00 p.m. (well, until my senior year when the really bright kids, like myself, managed to weasel in a study hall for first and last periods, meaning we could show up an hour late and leave an hour early).  We had 6 periods a day, and lunch.  This was true even when Darling Daughter was in high school (although they had block scheduling and managed to fit in 8 periods by having them attend 4 a day on alternating days).

Not so now – school starts here at 7:20 a.m., which means the bus comes at 6:45 which means he has to be at the bus stop no later than 6:35.  He has like 11 periods (don’t ask me how they manage this; I have NO idea) and they get out of school at 2:38 p.m.

2:38 p.m.  What, if they stay an extra two minutes all of the teachers will implode?

At any rate, he got off this morning without any tears or drama on either of our parts.  I don’t have any desire to wax poetic about how my baby is a mere four years away from college, or how he grew into a handsome and reasonably responsible young man seemingly overnight.  There will be no sappy prose about him starting a new phase of his life or his impending journey into young adulthood.

Mostly due to this conversation this morning.

“Young One, stop abusing your lunch!” I scolded, as he swung the paper bag around.  He immediately raised it in front of his face and began poking and slapping it around.

“Take that, rotten lunch!  Good for nothing!  Bad lunch – BAAAAAAD lunch!”

It’s going to be a looooong year.

19 thoughts on “High School Is Not a Musical”

  1. Did you really let him wear that Tee shirt to the first day of school this morning? The one that says, “Spooning leads to Forking”?

    Tell him I’m calling the SPCL – the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Lunches!

  2. I love that shirt! Did he actually let you take a “first day of HS picture”? What a kid.

    Good to know he’s getting older, but not growing up. Good for him.

    ps- I got on the bus at 5:35 to get to a 7:20 school start. Damn parents who wanted to live “in the country”…
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  3. Wow, I thought my kids started school early! Their bus doesn’t come until 7:25 and they have a hard enough time making that.

    I keep wishing school would start (they don’t start until Sept. 8) so I can have my house back, but I remember now that school comes with a whole different set of stresses!

    Have a great day.


  4. Our school starts at 8:30 and is out at 3 p.m. I got ST up and headed to the shower and when he was done, he went to his room. I figured he went to watch his beloved hunting channel since I was watching the daily media spin. I finally went to check on him 15 minutes before we needed to leave since he hadn’t come in for breakfast and he’d crawled back into bed and was sound asleep. It really IS going to be a looooong year. 🙂
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  5. Good Lord that’s early. That was painful for me to read, even though my experience was similar. My high school started classes at 7:30 AM and went til 2:30ish. I’d forgotten the joys of early morning classes until now. 🙂 And 11 periods? How do they manage? Sounds confusing. I wish him the best of luck. Baaaaad lunch.
    .-= Susan´s last blog ..I Have No Backbone =-.

  6. I am soooooooo glad school is in again! Although we had a whole month of Band Camp and having to be at practice at 6:30 a.m. then finishing with the last practice at 9:30 p.m. (They had two three hour breaks) Ryan and Kayla’s first day of school was dramatic because it is Ryan’s Sr. Year (Can you believe it?) and Kayla (God Help us ALL!) got to her driver’s license later that day. She is now an official driver. Here goes the insurance premiums. My insurance is going from $80 per month, to $218 a month!

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