Whew

Greenback night is over. The intent is to raise money for the PTA and I am happy to contribute.

After the PTA meeting wraps up, the parents are off to class. Yep, I walked Christopher's walk. I went to his classes and had five minutes between classes. One whole minute more . . and I barely made it to class. No locker or bathroom stops. I did chat between classes -- wonder why I had tardies in school?!

We only spent 1 1/2 hours at "class" and I'm wiped out. No wonder he wants to take a nap when he gets home.

All but two of his teachers knew who Christopher was instantly upon my introduction. His PE teacher didn't know him right off the bat, but the eighth-grade PE teacher did. His debate teacher didn't seem to recognize the name, but it was the end of the evening. I heard comments such as "I love him," "He's great," and "He's doing so well." I left feeling proud and encouraged.

And, tired. I now really have an appreciation for all a sixth-grader has to remember. Thank goodness I didn't have to work a locker combination!