Tuesday, September 14, 2004
School memories
I’ve been reading a lot of blogger’s first day of school experiences in the past couple of weeks. Here’s my most vivid memory of my oldest son’s school days.
He started school (a while back), and almost never shared his school experiences with me. He would never let me help with his homework, and rarely told me about anything that was happening at school. I guess he just figured that was his life – and I was only an occasional invited guest.
We survived (nicely, I might add). He got great grades, I only felt slightly guilty about not helping with his homework, and I still think he’s one of the greatest people in my life.
Oh, once he asked me for help – on the way out the door(going to school, about 8:30am) – “Oh yeah, do we have any poster board?”
