End of the Junior High Era
Today was Youngest Son’s last day in junior high. Next year he’ll be a freshman. Lord help us all.
I’m incredibly proud of him and am very, very happy that he’s had some great experiences and made new friends since we moved to this town three years ago. He’s been in three school theatre productions; he’s participated in All-District Honors Band (was first-chair trumpet, too); attended the State Band Contest; has made the honor roll; and has a gang of friends that he really enjoys hanging-out with and who enjoy having him with them. As a kid who moved from school-to-school, I know it can be hard to fit-in when you’re the new kid on the block. Youngest Son learned a lot more at a faster pace when he was homeschooled, but I agree with him that his past three years in public school have helped him grow in many different ways.
I’m especially proud of him as he has received the President’s Education Awards Program Award for Outstanding Academic Excellence. To qualify for it, he had to have a cumulative grade point average of 3.5 or more over his junior high career and test above the average and rank in the top of the State’s Assessment Program that’s given every year. He received a very nice certificate and a lapel pin that he can put on his jacket when he goes to high school. He pointed out the “autograph” of President Obama on the certificate and I told him that an auto-pen did that. He said he was surprised they just didn’t Xerox it and is not impressed by it. He was actually disappointed because he didn’t receive a plaque for best brass student in band and was awarded for his academics. I reminded him that it will be his academics that helps him get into the college he wants and will follow him through life. A plaque won by your “nemesis” whose parents can afford for him to take private lessons in order to be better than Youngest Son will only someday be an unwieldy paperweight that your children won’t even be able to get rid of in a yard sale.
I think he feels a lot better now. And he enjoyed his last day there. No, he didn’t participate with one group that wore the colorful Morph Suits that everyone was buying around Halloween and at least he wasn’t dared like one of his other friends to come dressed like a princess today. He made sure he had phone/text numbers for his friends so they can get together over the summer before high school band camp starts in July.
Eldest Son texted me today that he’s learned how to weld in his sculpture class in college. I told him I was proud and that the welding experience can also be used in other jobs as well. He hopes to finish his classes soon so that he can graduate in the next semester or two.
One going into high school and one leaving college soon….where does the time go?