I popped in at the latest (seventh) school this afternoon before fetching Damien and I paid the deposit for next year (scraped together at the last minute by Mommy, Daddy and Granny Darling). I also handed in the registration and application forms and had a quick word with the receptionist. There’s no uniform- the kids wear civvies; its high school only- and only 90 kids; girls can wear their hair loose if they want to and boys can grow theirs- as long as it looks neat. The school doesn’t even look like a school- you’d never realise it was a school if you drove past it. They’ve been around for about 6 years and they’ve had a 100% grade 12 pass rate. I am so relieved its over!
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.