Playing the Bassoon

I am not entirely sure how many humans know what a bassoon is. I did not. But it was brought to my attention in the unlikeliest of places.

As a parent of a student now in college I vividly remember the days when we as a parent were supposed to take active interest in helping the said student chart a course out of high school. Or so we thought based on the demographic that surrounded us.

LOL.

The above assertion belies the fact that our child (read student) rightly thought we were soft in the head to believe in this idiotic idea.

Any rate we attended a so called counseling meeting held by a private party to educate clueless parents on how best to help their investment (read kid) grow. Oh the folly of Silicon Valley.

It appears that shepherding your ward into a parallel universe for coaching to be what they can be (to borrow a meaningless alliterative phrase) outside of what their institution for learning (read school) is supposed to teach is the way to get ahead.

In one such marketing push the said consultant will ask parents to enroll their ward early in their life (say 6th grade) and be in the know of what extra curriculars they should participate in.

One way to highlight achievements when it comes time to submit resume to prospective colleges. One trick a guy told us was to do something others are not doing. Aka Play a Bassoon.

Now that is some serious wind blowing if you ask me.

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