Thursday, June 10, 2010
So, as part of the 5th grade class, Punk was asked to participate in elementary school "graduation" today. Bearing in mind, that my fifth grade "graduation" consisted of cleaning out my desk with commercial grade 409, watching the librarian inspect all of my textbooks for microscopic scratches, and acquiring a small case of mesothelioma from banging 12 erasers - this whole ceremony was a new experience for me.
I love that the school recognizes the transition these kids are making - it's important. However . . . I'm not sure that finishing less than half of your state mandated education is worthy of the rumpus that some people make over it. For example:
Eleven year old Allie was wearing a corsage - like it was prom. Either Allie has a really rich boyfriend, or parents who are overly impressed with her ability to find all 7 continents on a map.
When Ashlee was called to the stage, there was much hootin and hollerin - as though she'd just won the Miss Cheese Curd Crown or some such redneck title.
When poor Luke crossed the stage (and having volunteered in the Punk's class, I am familiar with this child - a perfectly capable kid with no disabilities that would make this next statement necessary) - these words rang out through the crowd. "Yeahhhh!!! Luke!!! Way to go! You MADE it!"
He MADE it?! Like there was a doubt that this poor kid might not be able to handle making change and using a ruler? Was somebody in this dude's family actually concerned that the kid was incapable of getting at least a 70% in 5th grade spelling? And how does this bode for Luke's future? Is this the pinacle? I mean, if he MADE it, what more can there be? Is it possible that in the 80 some years of life left for this guy, that he's peaked already?
According to Punk, it is a good thing that tomorrow is the last day of elementary school, because Luke "will never be able to show his face in that school again."