I never even got back to finishing that last post. When I work everyday, my computer time is severely shortened - understandably so, but I hate it when I don't get to update as often. Life is so busy and I want it captured on my blog, so I can always refer back to it.
We had decided that our kids would go to the local state high school when the time came. Our eldest was not happy about the decision, as his cohort are all going to the Catholic High School, but to his credit, he never complained about it, but we knew it was of concern to him. All the interviews were taking place and dh had seen many parents and kids come through the school for them, and then people started asking him when ours was. The principal was taken aback when Peter said that we had decided to send our kids elsewhere due to the financial constraints. He was very quick in saying that it was always a given that our kids would go there, and that they would help out in any way they can. Peter was very touched by this, and quite humbled as you can imagine. Honestly I hadn't thought too hard about the Catholic High School. When your husband works there for as long as he has, you don't always here the positive side of the story, I only hear him whinging about how much work, etc he has to do. I don't really hear the 'schooling' side of things. I have a friend and sil whose children attended and they too, were always quick to highlight the negatives, so all in all, I wasn't really nonplussed at all that we had chosen the other school.
Having said that though, I don't want my child unhappy. I don't want him dreading entering a huge school where he knows barely no-one. The criterion I based my choosing of their Primary School are still qualities I hold dear. I wanted a small school with a faith based education -and the Catholic High School will continue in that vein. I also wanted the 'feral' element to be as low as possible, so that the chances of him getting into trouble or being led astray were drastically reduced. I know there are bad kids in every school, but there just can't be the same number in a small catholic school as there is in a huge state high. I always wanted to give my kids the best I possibly could - and we believe this school will give us this.
After that initial conversation with the principal, we asked Billy-Joe, if he had a choice what school would he choose. He said, of course St Johns, but I understand why I have to go elsewhere. When we told him that he would most probably go to St Johns - he just flung himself into my arms and he cried. So, that cemented it for me!
Yesterday we had our interview and Billy-Joe did very well, as we knew he would. He can pave the way for the two munchkins who will follow. He's the type of kid that every teacher wants a class full of. I'm not just saying that because I am his Mum either, because I can just as easily say, 'Look out St Johns when the next two come along!!' Maybe they will have settled down by then, although Sammy will always be quirky, but perhaps may have more self control.
Anyway I digress, as per usual. The decision has been made, the money side of things will be worked out later.
Okay, so that concludes the 'cohort' segment of the previous post. Now Billy-Joe will remain with his cohort.
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