Tomorrow is the last day of the 8th grade for the twins. This is an exciting time. I’m really looking forward to their farewell dance and graduation ceremony.
Oh wait, they’re not having one.
Apparently last year some OTHER PARENTS caused a problem, so this year they aren’t having a graduation ceremony. there are a lot of Samoans in Anchorage (maybe I’m supposed to call them Pacific Islanders? I don’t know). One of their traditions is to make leis for special events. They make them out of colored cellophane and candy. They’re kind of pretty, I guess. I don’t think it is a big deal.
Of course, I’m a white chick from Florida, I don’t have any culture.
The story the twins tell me (Which they heard from a friend whose mother went to the school to get the no-graduation low down. We live in the telephone game.) that some of the parents got upset about the leis because they thought it was not fair for the Samoans to wear them when the other kids did not have them.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
It is unbelievable to me that adults still talk in terms of fair. Life is not fair. These kids are going into high school, they should understand that. The days of everyone getting a trophy ‘just for trying’ are over.
It doesn’t get any easier. My sister only got stretch marks on her hips and I got them all the way up to my ribcage. Life’s not fair.
On the other hand I get to sleep with this every night.
I know all my friends are jealous. But hey, life’s not fair.
So, no graduation. John had some thing with his ‘academic team’ at school tonight, but he doesn’t want to go. He’s almost 15, I’m not going to force him. Taryn’s ‘team’ thing is at 7:30 IN THE MORNING tomorrow. That should be a riot.
I keep seeing the pictures of my niece and my friends kids’ on Facebook in their graduation outfits or going to their farewell dances. I’m jealous. I feel robbed of an important event in their lives.
All because some stupid parents decided to behave like 4-year-olds. Scratch that, my 4-year-olds behave better. They would have just wanted some of the candy.
One day left and I will have two children in high school. I’m not even sure I should call them children anymore. I would have liked one more special night with them.
Thanks for nothing other parents.
It all goes by too fast. I don’t know how they went from this…
It’s not fair.