In the fall of 1985, Mr. Smith and I sent our first born off to kindergarten.
Over the next two decades we sent some configuration of our sons off to school each fall. New backpacks, lunch money, homework, band practice and performances, soccer practice and games, along with lots of parental advice and words of encouragement. They are years filled with tremendous nostalgia for us and while life sometimes seemed crazy busy, in retrospect, it was simple.
School 2020 seems nothing short of a nightmare for all involved. Parents, students, teachers and staff are all in unchartered territory and everyone is looking for a way to make it work. Our middle son is a high school band director. He is challenged with teaching in person students and e-learning students simultaneously, all while keeping them safe and ensuring all CDC guidelines for school are followed. Our grandsons’ school is closed for at least the first semester, so they are attending a “pod” class three days a week. Our youngest son who is employed by Penn State University has become the master of the Zoom meeting while working from home since March.
Watching my children and grandchildren try to find their footing in all the confusion with no clear direction, I have tried to come up with a blog post on this subject without success. It’s not uncommon for posts to bounce around in my head for several days before I put pen to paper, but I just couldn’t get my arms around this one. But wonder of wonders, now I don’t have to because my intelligent, clever, imaginative and inventive niece did it for me! Who better to write on this subject than a parent who is currently going through the perplexing and baffling process??? Beth recently launched her blog, Skyplaceportal, and I was delighted when I received her recent post, ¿school? Her son, Samson, started fifth grade this fall, no easy feat for parent or child. You can read her fun, pithy, and spot-on account of their journey here.
Kudos to all the parents, students, teachers and staff currently struggling with the countless amalgams of ideas to use to educate and interest the next generation. I’m glad it’s not me.
C’est la vie