One of the events that irks me most these days is that of Registering. I have a school going child and it is obvious we are registering for something or the other every other day. I mean a lot does not register for me every day what with so much registering every other.
From registering for the new school year in the middle of the year - that will throw you for a time loop what with added Daylight Spending Time (or was it savings - does not seem likely what with our penchant for the former than latter) and what not added to the mix - to the registration for after school enrichment programs there seems to be a lot of onus on the entire family to ensure that education keeps dripping into your offspring.
Outside of educating they also want you to be extra curricular and register for walk or bike to school day to participate in tile paintings to register to feed the hungry. Then there is the registration for the Archery Camp which will also accept registration for the field trips. I mean what is there to register if you want to walk in the fields?
Ah - not so much registration as much its the disclaimer readathon - we the faithful school adminstration hereby disavow all responsibility of your child's unpredictable behavior and mysterious disappearances if they were to occur. The field must be big or some such.
Having spent a good half day reading the many ways one can absolve themselves of any responsibility we sign in three places and then promptly proceed to forget what we registered for. That has yet failed to register.
Back in the day if you misbehaved they threw the register (a thick ruled page book bound by glue strip binding and hard covers) at you so perhaps it would - register! Now schools simply ask offensive children bearing parents to come and register in the principal's office for their turn to meet him so that they can discuss what is ailing their ward.
This autumn the weather gods cooperated as we took a family trip in the northeast to see six states that qualify or makeup what is known colloquially in America as New England. Mass, Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, Connecticut and Rhode Island (tiniest state in the union). The outing helped tally up the states we either lived in, visited or have worked in to 47. Guess which three have eluded this intrepid traveling family. Any rate the drive was all in about 1,800 miles and included some memorable geographic wonders or points of interest. Easternmost part of state of Massachusetts being one. Furthest drivable road east in Mass being another. Visit to all Ivy League schools (term harkens to a collegiate athletics conference and generally regarded as elite academic institutes of some repute worldwide) is another random bucket list item of which this trip afforded the chance to knock two more of the list. Dartmouth in Hanover, NH and Brown (and its sister institute the RISD - school f
Until we get deregistered from the planet, this will be our wont, won't it?
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