It’s funny, the way things work out. The Parent Imperfect went off to Boston Latin tonight to hear information about Vince’s course-selection options for next year. While he was at the meeting, a robot somewhere called his home phone.
Selection was on everyone’s mind. The call was about school assignment selection for sixth grade. Since the PI selected the Washington Irving Middle School as one of Connie’s sixth-grade choices, the School Assignment Office had important information for him. It turns out that the Irving School has “just received” a grant that may allow them to extend the school day until 4:30PM. The change is not certain (even though it is already in effect), but if this schedule does not fit with family needs, the PI and other confused parents can call a phone number to change school selections.
So it turns out that the PI did all of that frantic running around on Friday for no good reason. All he had to do was sit back and wait for the robo-call. Why did he think that, if his form went to Court Street, it would disappear into an inaccessible void?
Who says that no one reads or listens to blog scribblers?
The course selection meeting at BLS was designed to help the PI guide Vince in his choice between Physics I and Chemistry I. It turns out that, for some reason, taking Chemistry opens up more options for the junior and senior years. Who knew? The only danger is that you risk getting the evil Chemistry teacher who makes junior year a nine-month trauma for so many. Sure enough, Vince wants to take Chemistry. No robo-call coming about that.