Sku-el

Isn't that a good spelling for school which Kate started yesterday. High School my friends. 9th grade...the final 4 before going off to college. OMG What's a m other to do? Well, we did a practice run to this place called brooklyn where her school is located just to make sure that we/I/her knew where to go and how long it would take. Really easy. pretty day. Nothing to it. So yesterday when more than one million New York City kids went back to school it was pouring and many of the subways simply weren't running. Apparently Kate and I had done enough talking about transportation alternatives that when Kate learned that the B train was kaput she remembered several other ways to get there. Bravo. And then double bravo because somewhere somehow they had kate on a list. It was totally unnerveving for me to send this kid off to school without a letter indicating where she should go, or id to say who she was or anything even approaching that. She told me last night that she too was worried that she wouldn't be on any list. But somehow the gods were smiling and this kind of glitch was non existent. She got all her class schedules, id's and a sense of how big the school really is. And she has classes that she likes. One in particular is some kind of design/innovation/implementation that she was turned on by. Face it I don't know the name of the class or the homework assignment. What I got was real excitement.

That's my idea of education.