Exams are done. School is out. By the time this post is published the men-children will have completed Year 9 and the school reports will be in an envelope on their way home to us. Time for a stiff drink!
Actually following the exam results, which we received earlier this week, it has to be said the receipt of the school report is somewhat of an anti-climax. Especially the end-of-year report, when discussions of improvements that can be made are based on the year 2012, which to men-children about to embark on two months of holidays must seem an eternity away. Nevertheless, we always diligently note the marks, and read the comments, as the latter are by far the most telling indicator of real performance and application in my view. As we have long maintained, it’s not the marks but the effort that we are interested in.
As an aside, do you remember when you were a kid how LONG it seemed for Christmas to arrive each year, and the long hot summer holidays that seemed to go forever? Perhaps it was my idyllic childhood, growing up in a suburban street full of kids, allowed to roam all day, coming and going from house to house just to quench our thirst or satisfy our hunger, before we headed back down to the “creek” to feed horses, or climb trees, or ride our bikes (yep, Doncaster was almost the “Greenfields” back then). No fear of strangers, or need for mobile phones which our parents could contact us on – just the simple freedoms that kids should enjoy as part of an innocent and healthy childhood.
Anyway, back to the men-children. For those who are wondering about the exams results, and their impact on our bank balance (you may recall we openly BRIBED them earlier this year), we are currently $400 poorer. That equates to four “B” results on the exams at $100 each. And you may wonder how the money was earned – well, in fact one man-child earned $400 and one earned $0. C’est la vie! Both are smart enough to have had equal opportunity to earn the money (up to $600 each was at stake). However, one is not the best student (read lazy, and/or disengaged with the academic learning approach) so not surprisingly he didn’t do very well. As I said to them, you both got the marks (and the money) you deserved. I was somewhat bemused by the man-child who even convinced a teacher to give him an extra ½ mark so he would achieve the B grade, thereby earning himself an extra $100!!! I think he’ll go a long way somehow. :}
You might ask if we’re surprised at the results? I suppose not, especially following a meeting at school to warn us to expect bad results for one man-child. We’re probably more disappointed that he didn’t achieve his best, and is wasting the opportunities he has at school. (We won’t be the first or the last parent to think that about their child!!) And we did actually want to give them the money, as it’s a nice way to end the year and start the holidays. The man-child with $0 earnings was smart enough to pick up some work with a mate’s dad, so at least he’ll earn some beer money in the run up to Christmas. Don’t feign shock I called it “beer” money will you – we’ve all been teenagers!
So there you have it – Year 9 gone, just like that. The Men-Children are now closer to 16 than 15, a fact that scares me every day. I hope they enjoy the break, and I hope they look back on their summer holidays with the same fondness I did in years to come.
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