Summer 2016 is ambling along, with its lacklustre weather, long-gone soccer, Rio Olympics and Pokémon Go. Right now, I would normally think of schoolbooks and uniform shopping, but this year it’s different. Daughter did the Leaving Cert, so no back to school for her. I’m trying not to stress about exam results, CAO offers and the nightmare of finding student accommodation if she goes to Dublin. A welcome diversion is the debs dance. Continue reading
Sorting schoolbags can be stressful!
It’s back to school time this week. I’m ‘up the walls’ trying to label and cover schoolbooks, stitch up frayed school jumpers, sort out lunchboxes, ensure the kids have enough pencils, biros, erasers and so forth in their pencil cases. Damn! Forgot to get rulers and set squares, not to mention more hardcover copybooks. Does the list ever end? There’s that calculator I didn’t get and Junior’s novel for English class that was out of stock. What else? Must stitch on name-tags to his new school jacket – don’t want that to get lost in the first week. Continue reading
My rant about having to clean out the boys’ schoolbags (Schoolbag, posted July 30th) appears on today’s Rollercoaster.ie Facebook page.
Rollercoaster.ie is Ireland’s leading website on pregnancy & parenting so it’s great to see Frazzled Mammy make her appearance on this popular Facebook page. Even if she (I) failed to take a rollercoaster ride for real, as written in my second blog (scroll down) last April!
Instead of reuse, new edition schoolbooks seem like a rip-off for back to school costs.
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Now that school reopening is just around the corner, the pressure is on to get the books and schoolbags sorted. Daughter’s old Junior Cert books are still stacked on the floor. Although segregated into piles of what can be dumped, sold or potentially passed on, it’s a tedious job. Same with the uniforms – what can be salvaged and handed down to the next sibling? Would another child use the perfectly good but outgrown tracksuit? Continue reading
Too old for summer camps, how do you keep a teenager occupied? Have you similar memories or funny stories to share? Post to my blog or email firstname.lastname@example.org
Where did I go wrong, I wonder? Daughter’s school holidays are taken up with doing courses. Junior will be occupied with some sporty summer camps but his bigger brother? This fourteen year-old, addicted to YouTube and PlayStation, can’t be prised from his laptop.
It’s not as if I didn’t have jobs lined up for him to do. Bedroom walls and paint-chipped windowsills are crying out for new coats. “Will you help?” I asked. “I hate painting,” he groaned. Appeals to his munificent nature fell on deaf ears. Continue reading
Now that exams are over and secondary school students will either do a course, get a job or loll in bed late to taunt younger siblings still stuck for another few days in Primary, some might wonder was the swotting worth it? Will these students get that coveted college place or muster confidence to take their first step on the career ladder?
And what about girls? Year after year we hear how females typically outperform boys in exam results. Do these high achievers invariably win top jobs or is it still a ‘man’s world’? Despite the feminist movement and academic success, the majority of managers, CEOs and company directors continue to be male. Continue reading
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With only a week to go before finishing Primary school for good, Junior needed photos ranging from babyhood to his present 6th class status. A selection was required by teacher to create a slideshow of each pupil’s development through their school years. As I rooted through boxes desperately seeking baby pictures, I cursed my disorganisation and failure to file the multiple packets of images into ordered, easy-to-view albums.
I flicked through the stash of communion photos and couldn’t help getting all nostalgic remembering how we kitted out our kids – the boys sporting big white badges on their dark rented blazers and the fun with daughter when we bought her white dress. Continue reading