We totally went to K’s high school induction last week. We figured it would be us all sitting in an auditorium with a plethora of other parents and potential students, listening to some kind of presentation.
Well – that was what my Wife and I did.
But upon arrival, we were told “students go this way, parents the other and you’ll meet up for the tour at the end”. Cue panicked looks between my Wife and I, and a very meek K being led away by a year 7 student.
We entered this grand old ornate hall (this place looks like fucking Hogwarts) and got delivered an informative and lengthy presentation.
By the end of it, I was eager to see where K was and if he was freaking out. Our tour group met up with our kids and I saw he was grinning from ear to ear, sitting with three other boys. He’d obviously made friends. He didn’t even stay near us for the tour, electing instead to forge ahead with his newfound mates.
In one hour, this place had taken my quite shy little boy and turned him into a little adult! We were impressed. K was beside himself with excitement about the facilities.
We submitted the application today, and interviews begin next week.
Please cross your fingers he gets in.
Schools around here are absolutely abhorrent, to the point where graduates can’t even read. I don’t want that for my kid. He needs this opportunity.