…whenever I go to my kid’s school. Now let me explain. My wife is a teacher in a very affluent school district. One of the perks is that she gets to bring her (our) kids into the district to be educated. That is awesome and my children LOVE the other kids and teachers. The education is of the highest quality.
But these families live in million dollar homes. I rent a duplex. They travel in brand new SUVs, expensive minivans and fast shiny sport cars. I drive a cheap minivan. It is old and it is paid for.
Not one person or persons have made me feel bad. No one points and laughs. No one stares and no one gives funny looks. But I am still an outsider. I do not live or hang out in their neighborhoods. I do not shop or eat in the ssame tores that they do. I am not part of their community.
Except of course, all our children go to school together.
I can accept that most of the issues are in my head. That I have the problem and not “them”. But this does not make me feel any better.
And then to make things worse this year is the first year in a middle school. New school. New kids. New parents.
I hated jr. high and high school. I remember that awkward, weird age. I was a geek, an outsider. I STILL have nightmares about going to the wrong class or skipping class because I couldn’t figure out my schedule! STILL!
And this week was no freaking different! It was meet the teacher night and I was given a schedule to follow. You simply go where the schedule states right? Well problem #1. I have twins therefore I have 2 schedules. No one else had 2 schedules. They are similar, but not the same. So first I have to figure out which classes to attend. I finally just choose one of the schedules and stick with it. I chose the schedule that had a technology class instead of the drama class. Then of course I wandered around looking for the right place to go.
Problem #2. The schedule changes from day to day. So even within one of the schedules I still had to figure out what classes I am supposed to be going to-what “day” it is supossed to be for this one night meet the teachers crap. So wouldn’t ya know it. I walk into the technology class and it is normally at the same time that the music class is-the music class that I had just met the teacher of… So I looked like a goober going to a class where there was no meeting of the teacher…it was the period before. While I was in that stupid music class. And then I was late for the class I was supossed to be meeting another teacher at!
I still feel out of place in a middle school. Stupid meet the tachers night. Stupid schedule. Stupid school.