all about the schools

 

So this is my year for school obsession.  Bub is now 4 and will start next September.  And from now until 16th January we have to visit the local schools and try and work out which one will be best for him.  And then we have to wait and see if he gets into the school we think is best for him.  Its a big thing isnt it?  I mean, how do you really know? how much time should I take to consider the options? What options do I consider even? I just feel that really it should be your nearest school.  And if you don't like it, then you start kicking up a fuss and having to go into adminstrative proceedures.  Its a lot of faff and work for everyone no doubt.  And the silly little thing of being able to tell your little one, that next year, he will be going to Big School and being able to point it out.  We won't actually know until April.  And that is assuming we get him into a school we like.  It will be longer if we have to fight the decision.

And all i really can think of is my own experience of school.  I was pretty much a tearaway until we moved to the countryside where the school was soooooo small that I could not escape the teacher's scrutiny. At which point I discovered that I was actually able to do maths.  And my mum was a teacher - yet my first school failed me without her really noticing.  I was able to read and write by the time I went to school because of my mum's teaching skills and the fact that I was old in my year.  Oh and I was bright too I guess.  But I think I was just bored, unchallenged and able to get away with just being naughty.  I remember there being a test.  And it was 20 questions and I only bothered to answer the first two.  Teacher asked who had got them all right and I put my hand up. 

So all I can think is that a small class will be better. Which basically means private school.  Classes here are 30 children ish.  30!  In context there were 30 pupils in the entire school at the country school we moved to. 

Tiny country schools have for the most part been closed down of course.  And the one I went to is now an award winning school which is so oversubsribed that even if you walk to it, you may be forced to drive 5 miles away to find a school. 

Its madness.  And here is comes on my plate.  School madness.  And homework madness (I never had homework until I was 11!) I am so glad that Bub is old in his year.  Tales of friends little boys who 'have fallen in with a rough crowd' (teachers comments at parents evening  - nice!) already make me feel so relieved that our wee chap is going to be tall and big and old when he starts.

That and am considering paying for his education.  £5000 a year for the Dharma school.  Its not too bad is it? 

is it?