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It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Posted under Daughters
Actually this happens twice a year. If you’re lucky they all have it on the same week. I’m not that lucky. One daughter this week, the other daughter the next week.
As a parent of teenagers you hate this experience. Not only does it involve late nights, causing for exhausted kids, but the drama that it induces usually sends me screaming into my pillow.
I am of course talking about high school finals. That twice a year ritual our school system uses to torture our children over facts and figures taught to them months ago. An experiment I’m sure that was conjured up by some evil school administrator to test what brain cells would be left after months of teacher’s lectures.
I feel for the kids. We’ve all been there. The late nights, the cramming sessions, living off of Twinkies and soda (they’d probably do that any ways). It’s just not a pretty sight.
As parents we just have to run, duck and cover during this whole ordeal. I wouldn’t begin to attempt to do either of my high school kids’ homework. Hell, they passed me up back in the 8th grade.
Looking over my daughter’s algebra homework I’m pretty sure I saw the formulas to a WMD (ask George Bush). And English, who knew you, could conjugate that many verbs, adverbs, personal pronouns and possessive adjectives. Did Shakespeare really have to go through all this?
Thankfully in my house we only have to deal with this twice a year. It could be worse. We could be dealing with the drama every month.
Oh yeah, we do…
