I thought perhaps we’d survive this round of budget cuts untouched.
No so fast, Solo-dad.
It seems that due to ‘budget cuts’ – really getting to hate that phrase- the school bus routes that served our area are now no longer in use.
At first, the school’s website posted a note saying that bus service was being [...]
Tag Archive: school
School Bus Routes Cut to Junior High
Back to School Already?
In less than two weeks Little Elvis starts 8th grade. Although he’s talking smack about summer ending and school beginning, I can tell he’s a bit psyched about being a 8th grader.
As an 8th grader he can participate in the anti-bullying program; he’ll be part of a student group that mediates disputes on the campus [...]
The Human Neuron Project
The assignment was simple enough in theory.
“Create a human neuron out of household items.”
It’s enough to make a parent scratch his head in response to the quizzical looks from his 7th grader.
Neurons, yay! Cells, boo.
I do have to admit it wasn’t as bad as making the three dimensional cell out of food items that we [...]
Ending My Suffering Over Little Elvis’ Study Habits
When I was in junior high, my academic performance sucked.
It wasn’t that I was dumb or suffered from a learning disability, I was simply disinterested.
It was a constant source of frustration for my parents who now doubt saw the potential within me.
It was most likely many years later after graduating college and medical school [...]
“Dad, Do You Remember Your First Girlfriend?”
It was an innocent question, but one that marked an important milestone.
(OK, Barry…try not to sound totally dumbfounded when you respond.)
“Well..I remember the first girl I liked in fifth grade. Her name was Sue. But I guess my first girlfriend was really in high school.”
Awkward silence
“Uh..is there someone you like at school?”
“Yeah. [...]
When Bad Report Cards Happen to Good Kids
There’s an old saying that goes something like…
An apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
It could’ve been written about Little Elvis and me because he is like me in every way you can imagine. From the way he rolls his eyes to the way he stands to the inclination to be needlessly verbose when a [...]
