Teacher: A new student? I was not informed.
Mother: We are very pleased to meet you.
Teacher: There isn’t a desk ready for this child.
Mother: [graciously points to her husband] He can move anything.
Teacher: Her school cubby is filled with art supplies……
Mother: [rolls up sleeves] I’m a pro at packing and moving detritus.
Teacher: Shall I show you the classroom? And then your daughter can start school tomorrow?
Mother: [holding tightly to child about to flee] She is very eager to start school today.
I’m shocked and appalled! What happened to the belief that the children are our future, teach them well and then let them lead the way?
However will we lead them to world domination with the “comeback tomorrow” attitude?
We finished the day with the traditional first day of school donut and hot beverage debrief. All is well and I think we just might show up again tomorrow!
In other news: Look! A heated bus shelter. How cute is this?
The unpacking is going so slowly – so slowly in fact, that I’m bored to death with the subject. I started out with the best of intentions to unpack and display everything beautifully. I’m now at the point of setting fire to the remainder of the unpacked boxes.
Way back in 2012, when we knew that we were moving I immediately googled the schools in the area and found out that I could register ONLINE. “How fabulous”, I thought, “a school district living firmly in the future”.
We arrived at school today at 9AM – I was so glad for the first day of school, I almost skipped to the office. However, paper shuffling and technical bureaucracy greeted me promptly.
#1 – Despite the fact, that there had been a thank you for submitting the online forms email and then a personal welcome email from the school office administrator, no one had any idea that we were coming.
#2 – After finding the emails as PROOF that yes indeed we had registered – We were informed that those online forms were “old” and the “government won’t allow us to accept these documents”. We dutifully completed the reams of paperwork by HAND.
#3 – Since they weren’t prepared for us, we were requested to go home and come back tomorrow. I’ve never seen my girl move so fast in my life. She hightailed it out of the office before anyone had a chance to reconsider that particular course of action.
Can’t wait to see what tomorrow’s hijinks entails.
On a lighter note, when do you think I can start BBQ-ing?
After stocking up on parkas etc. in Edmonton, we headed north to drive “home”.
Northern Alberta is stunningly gorgeous and the drive was beautiful. One long straight road headed directly north.
The sun was out and the snow was bright and sparkly – every view could have been turned into a postcard.
The full moon began to rise and we had to stop for this photo op:
Of course, I immediately began singing – “There’s a bathroom on the right“.
The moral of the story? The more things change – the more they stay the same!
It was a gorgeous day for a drive.
On the way
The Thompson River looks cold.