a Marty story, for balance
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Poor Marty. He doesn't get as many stories told about him as Kirby does.
He's more quiet (in a quantity, not quality way--he's loud when he does talk)
and more comfortable in himself and in the world than the other two kids, so
he doesn't get the tales of conflict, or whatever.
Yesterday I was on the city's police department webpages, trying to find out
where to report my half-brother's possible wherabouts. Four phone calls
later, I still hadn't found anyone to take the information. But in the
course of looking, I found summer sessions of the Junior Police Academy.
Five days in June, free, to honor students who are recommended by a sponsor.
Huh. We have no "honor" status and he has no principal, counsellor, school
resource officer or scout leader.
But we do have a friend who's a city policeman. And in the SCA, he's a
knight. And he was squired to someone who was my husband's squire. So we
have a real relationship and he's known Marty since he was a baby (and I've
known AElric since he was a long-haired college kid).
That's one.
And I talked to the coordinator who after going through the list of
possibilities, sending them what I have to send the state, or test score
results, understood that I have no such stuff. So I think I'll write a
letter, enclose a copy of the interview in HEM to try to prove I'm not
totally just individually off the wall, and tell him it will add to the
diversity of their academy.
Yeah. Whatever.
Marty, I thought, might or might not be interested.
He's said for most of a year now he wants to be a cop or an air force MP, or
a wrestler. <g>
I said "You need to be able to run for 20 minutes."
"Sprinting or jogging?"
"Oh, jogging, I'm sure."
He said he could do that. I read more later.
"Can you do twenty push-ups?"
"GOD no, maybe twelve."
"Well by June, you need to do twenty."
I thought maybe he was going to balk because of that, but last night he was
telling his friends he was GOING to this session and it was going to be cool.
I said "MIGHT go, Marty," and he said, "NO, I'm GOING!" And Mark Elrick
(who's Sir AElric in the SCA) already called and said he'd write a letter to
help Marty get in.
The age range is 12 to 14. Marty's 14. I never heard of it before, but then
again, Marty hadn't told me two years ago that he might want to be a
policeman.
I'm glad to see he's excited about it. I hope he'll be accepted!
Sandra
He's more quiet (in a quantity, not quality way--he's loud when he does talk)
and more comfortable in himself and in the world than the other two kids, so
he doesn't get the tales of conflict, or whatever.
Yesterday I was on the city's police department webpages, trying to find out
where to report my half-brother's possible wherabouts. Four phone calls
later, I still hadn't found anyone to take the information. But in the
course of looking, I found summer sessions of the Junior Police Academy.
Five days in June, free, to honor students who are recommended by a sponsor.
Huh. We have no "honor" status and he has no principal, counsellor, school
resource officer or scout leader.
But we do have a friend who's a city policeman. And in the SCA, he's a
knight. And he was squired to someone who was my husband's squire. So we
have a real relationship and he's known Marty since he was a baby (and I've
known AElric since he was a long-haired college kid).
That's one.
And I talked to the coordinator who after going through the list of
possibilities, sending them what I have to send the state, or test score
results, understood that I have no such stuff. So I think I'll write a
letter, enclose a copy of the interview in HEM to try to prove I'm not
totally just individually off the wall, and tell him it will add to the
diversity of their academy.
Yeah. Whatever.
Marty, I thought, might or might not be interested.
He's said for most of a year now he wants to be a cop or an air force MP, or
a wrestler. <g>
I said "You need to be able to run for 20 minutes."
"Sprinting or jogging?"
"Oh, jogging, I'm sure."
He said he could do that. I read more later.
"Can you do twenty push-ups?"
"GOD no, maybe twelve."
"Well by June, you need to do twenty."
I thought maybe he was going to balk because of that, but last night he was
telling his friends he was GOING to this session and it was going to be cool.
I said "MIGHT go, Marty," and he said, "NO, I'm GOING!" And Mark Elrick
(who's Sir AElric in the SCA) already called and said he'd write a letter to
help Marty get in.
The age range is 12 to 14. Marty's 14. I never heard of it before, but then
again, Marty hadn't told me two years ago that he might want to be a
policeman.
I'm glad to see he's excited about it. I hope he'll be accepted!
Sandra
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Marty's the only kid home.
I just got a call from another unschooling mom saying she had picked up Holly
and Kristy (Holly spent the night a Kristy's after Harry Potter, so I haven't
seen her since she marched happily away yesterday with her big jester's hat
on) and they're going to the wildlife center for the birthday of another
homeschooler. Holly was a last-minute addition, but she apparently wanted to
go, and was already in the car when the driver-mom called.
Kirby walked to driver's ed and will walk on up to work after that. I won't
see him until late if at all.
Marty's still asleep. I wasn't expecting this day to be so quiet. And I
can't offer to take Marty anywhere because the van's in the shop. But he has
access to the new Zelda game now, and his own memory card, so he won't need
me.
And Joey, our extra ghostly kid, is up in Kirby's room, probably still
asleep.
Very unexpectedly quiet.
Sandra
I just got a call from another unschooling mom saying she had picked up Holly
and Kristy (Holly spent the night a Kristy's after Harry Potter, so I haven't
seen her since she marched happily away yesterday with her big jester's hat
on) and they're going to the wildlife center for the birthday of another
homeschooler. Holly was a last-minute addition, but she apparently wanted to
go, and was already in the car when the driver-mom called.
Kirby walked to driver's ed and will walk on up to work after that. I won't
see him until late if at all.
Marty's still asleep. I wasn't expecting this day to be so quiet. And I
can't offer to take Marty anywhere because the van's in the shop. But he has
access to the new Zelda game now, and his own memory card, so he won't need
me.
And Joey, our extra ghostly kid, is up in Kirby's room, probably still
asleep.
Very unexpectedly quiet.
Sandra