There are 5 things I don’t miss about high school. Don’t get me wrong, high school was fun, but I am over it. After parenting 2 kids and 8 years of games, dances, and projects, I am ready to move on. It is for this reason that I have developed the top 5 list of things I don’t miss about high school:
Mums are one of the things I don’t miss about high school. This is a Texas tradition. And it’s a BIG one.
At Homecoming, we strap a gargantuan, fake flower on a rope and add streamers, trinkets (i.e.cheap plastic junk), lights, and cowbells. Lots of cowbells. And then we make them wear it around their neck for 10+ hours.
Looking from afar you would believe it is some sort of torture method in that the mums can get to the size and weight of several small, furry animals. At our school, there are mothers who actually sell neck braces to help hold up the mum all day thus alleviating the neck pain.
All this and for only $150.00. I will add that I was one of the main perpetrators of this tradition in that one year I volunteered in our mum store over 200 hours. All of the money does go back to the school, so I don’t feel so bad that it is absolutely obnoxious. Go big or go home.
2. STINKY UNIFORMS
Stinky uniforms are the worst. This is definitely one of the things I don’t miss. I would like to say that only my son had this issue, but let me tell you, girls stink, too.
It doesn’t matter if the sport is inside or outside, male or female, easy or hard, or even if the child is benched and doesn’t play. The smell starts in the car and continues to follow them into their room. It’s like Pig Pen in the Peanuts comic.
What’s worse is when it just sits in the dirty hamper for a few days ripening. We have thought a few times something died in the walls. Nope, just the uniform.
3. DRESS SHOPPING
Dress shopping with a teen girl is another one of those things I don’t miss. For those of you who have 12-year-old daughters, I am sorry. It’s coming. I absolutely adore my daughter, but going shopping with her at 15 yrs. old was like standing in the boxing ring with Mike Tyson just waiting to get thrown.
You KNOW it’s coming. The fight may be in the next 5 min. or 30 minutes, but there is a knockdown coming. Who gets knocked down first is always a gamble. I can say there were a few times we BOTH left the mall crying. It was a draw. I am glad to say she is back to her normal self, and we love shopping together.
4. LOSING GAMES
Consistently losing games was hard. Especially in football. You get to where you expect it. This is one of those things I won’t miss because it’s kinda depressing. We have a knack for picking good schools academically, but not so great in the sports department. (First Baptist Academy did have good sports teams. We lucked out there.)
We have sat through about every sport possible. I have had to come up with all sorts of encouraging words twisted a 100 ways to explain the loss.
The worst part is the weather. I have shivered, baked, burned, sweated, frozen, peeled, and been drenched to the bone to see my babies play. I am glad I did it. But I’ll be laughing the first Friday night it rains, and I’m on the couch.
5. THE PROJECT!
I will never ever, ever, ever miss “the project.” It never fails. It’s a Sunday night about 9 pm (approaching my bedtime), and I am just hearing about a project or paper due Monday morning.
There is nothing that tests my Christianity more than this. I think if there is any time in my life that I have wanted to cuss, it is when this happens. And don’t forget, I am a teacher. So this is a double assault. I know they know better. They have heard about not procrastinating since they were in 3rd grade.
I’m not sure how many dioramas, papers, poems, volcanoes, puppets, mobiles, and posters my husband and I have helped create, but it’s a lot. They did most of the work, but we supervised. They made some projects ahead of time, and some of them at midnight. Mostly midnight… It’s all in the trash heap now. Good riddance. It can stay there. I’m sure my kids don’t miss high school either.
Life Is Good!
Now when my kids have projects or papers, I say “great” and hang up the phone. If you have school-age kids, your day is coming. One day you will be free of the midnight madness. Life is good as an empty nester! Tell me some of your frustrations about your kids and their school experience. Do they procrastinate??
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