These past couple of weeks have been a complete test on my ability to multitask and to do so with all the patience and grace that I could muster. To say it passed in a blur would greatly understate how I feel at this present point in time. I was actually in the hair salon under a dryer when I started this post, that’s to tell you how possible it was to find a proper minute’s peace. And even now when I’m supposed to be shaking off the shackles of a secondary school term that left me 😥😥😥😥😥, I still feel like somebody owes me a five day for night stay somewhere sunny with a beach and copious amounts of alcohol (any kind, not picky at this point).
So rather than give a blow by blow of what happened, I think I will just share my not really random thoughts/questions on these various events as they occurred. Nice? Here I go:
ON SON-SON’S GRADUATION
- These things should have tissues. I felt so old! Sniff! 😭 I couldn’t concentrate on all those programme items though I was too busy staring into space wondering where the time went. 🙁
- I get that schools have a limit to work with but they should really consider opening it up to three invites per graduand, modern families and all that. There were a lot of visibly irritated “chile mudders” and “chile faddas” present.
- All of a sudden I noticed these 11 and 12 year olds standing up posing and talking like they already finished a year in secondary school. Again, whither goeth the time? 😮
- Are novelty photo booths a thing now? 🤔 They are everywhere!
- I’m glad the term ‘tea plate’ has evolved into a box of sweet AND savoury pastries AND a drink.
- What compares to a look of relief on a teacher’s face? (Biased? Yes!)
ON SECONDARY ENTRANCE ASSESSMENT (SEA) RESULTS
- This anxiety that I thought evaded me hit me square in the gut in July 4th. Nobody warned me sufficiently. 😩
- Why do people find shit to complain about when they feel nervous, awkward or expect you to feel the same and concur? All ah we standing up in the hot sun. IIIIIIIIII doh feel like chatting about how hot the sun is…… 😐
- That anxiety again. I hope never to feel like that ever again. Even though I have two more to go. But by that time I think the novelty would disappear.
- Son-son did not pass for his first choice which reflected on his face in a way that only his mother would observe however, he was super stoked as he got placed in his second choice, a very good school where FIVE of his closest friends were also placed. Can’t complain about that.
ON FORM ONE REGISTRATION
- De journeyyyyyyyy now start
- I was so happy to observe that Form Six students were leading the programme for registration. I loved the culture of the school already.
- So I had to take out a five year insurance because my son wanted to do an extra-curricular sport activity. First I’d heard of it but better safe than sorry right? Plus it was only $100.
- Government issued textbooks were piled on but only when I got home did I notice the atrocious state of one of the books. Moral: Take your time even though you feel overwhelmed.
- Secondary school is gonna be sweet.
ON MAM’ZELLE’S FIRST COMMUNION DAY
- The first communion ceremony, in spite of its great importance to any young Catholic girl, is also largely a pre-cursor to how you may envision your daughter on her wedding day.
- Mam’zelle looked really proud and big girl happy. I, on the other hand, stared into space……. 😭
- There’s a big difference between a boy’s and a girl’s first communion day. The difference lies in how extra parents are regarding how the child looks. (See 1. above). With the girls I noticed more necks craning, eyes staring and eyebrows raising.
- I didn’t think that the girls actually ‘got’ what the rite was about, even though they got the basics. But like most of us who passed through it, eventually they will.
ON CONDUCTING AND MARKING END OF TERM EXAMS
- Why did we have end of term exams?
- The stress to create the perfect paper in the third term which would adequately cover what students did with a pinch of first and second term, was entirely too much.
- The stress to mark these papers also applies. Particularly when you KNOW you almost literally bled for your students and then you are faced with… (The sad thing is that this was a national test that they got weeks earlier and I TOLD them that they would get a repeat of it for their exams rather than subject them to a new exam….so……sigh……..)
- People tend to say that the teacher influences the student. I wonder if they know that the reverse is also true? And not always in a positive light. Frustration is real. This term was bad. My nonchalance set in quick. I’m at pains to apologise.
- People also tend to say that teachers are lucky that the get vacations. I wonder if they know that most of us deem this much needed recovery period? Like post-trauma…. Salute to all of you who finished on a high note though! 👏
ON BOYO TURNING ONE
- Turning one year old is an important milestone!! This milestone however was not celebrated by anything resembling a party. Cake, ice cream, snacks only if you want. I held firm to this with all my gremlinz. They. Will. Not. Remember. A. Thing. Let me underwhelm in peace.
- Smash cakes however are essential. Icing is awesome.
- My Boyo turned 1 a looooong time ago. We plebs are simply now catching up.
- (Stare into space……. 😭)
- All babies of this generation are being led into world domination by Asahd Khaled, Beyonce’s twins and the genius soon to depart from Serena Williams. I’m noticing that my Boyo along with his peers are operating on an entirely different level. Look out 😐
- And I maintain….it is only when you are moving that you realize HOW MUCH SHIT you own!!!!! AND MOST OF IT UNNECESSARY!!!
- A van is an important vehicle to own. Money saving tip yo. 💰💸
- Despite the general consensus in Trinidad, some landlords are really nice, I was grateful to score one.
- You can be attached to material things and you can’t help it. I was really sad to leave my home but the life beat goes on.
- If you suffer with slight OCD like me, ensure that you know EXACTLY where everything has to go. Chaos is no friend to us.
- Don’t stop when you’re tired, stop when you’re done.
- When it happens particularly when it’s some degrees of separation away, I always retreat into myself examine my life, my purpose, think about my gremz. It’s a rollercoaster of hope and depression. There is some element of strength that I still need.
- Death has no respect for protocol. My husband told me that and it has stuck with me since. It’s whoever, whenever, deal with it. This is the hardest thing to stomach.
- Live your life and make those memories. This is what got me through the rough times and I imagine would continue to.
So the holidays are upon me. It will be filled with exercise, camp, activities, road trips, swimming, mall runs, the usual. I’m going to try to be gremlin-centred but try not to kill out myself in the process and of course post a couple of updates!