Today is the last day of school. We have seen the conclusion of 9th and 7th grade, and quite frankly, we are all happy to see this school year come to an end. Covid-19 restrictions of two-days-a-week school (first quarter), followed by four-days-a-week school (second quarter), followed by five-days-a-week school but still short days (all the rest), mask-wearing until the last week, on-line assignments and the constant use of Chromebooks, restricted activities, and lousy sack lunches made the whole thing nearly intolerable. Brandt and Blythe both struggled academically for parts of the year, doing well in some classes and failing others. Far too much of the school year felt like lots of independent study classes for people not yet really capable of managing any classes, much less lots of work they needed to be motivated to complete on their own. I can not count the number of times I ranted about how awful it was all going. But they both survived and we have been guaranteed that next year will be back to normal, with no masks, full days, and all activities.
There were good parts of school for both the kids. When I asked Brandt what the best parts of 9th grade were, he said, "All of it." He wasn't thinking clearly. But he did elaborate and say, "Tech Crew, teachers, high school, not getting enough sleep (said sarcastically), walking home from school, getting fitter in PE." All these are good things, and I'm glad his freshman year was good for him, in spite of all the challenges.
Blythe's best parts of 7th grade were making new friends, wearing hoodies practically every day, her awesome teachers, and participating in "A Night of Broadway." She was disappointed that she didn't get to have a locker, but she's hopeful she'll be able to have one next year. I think 7th grade had a lot of drama, with friends, homework, and trying to figure out where she fits into life. It was turbulent. But she survived (and so did we) and next year will be better.
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