Still

Don’t look at me. I’m getting more and more impatient by the day. Why just today, I plan to give a teacher back a little of what she gave my child yesterday. Only I’m going to do it in the principal’s office.

Wouldn’t you know, I have to wait until Tuesday during her planning period so I can remind her the entire situation was her doing. We have a district soccer game tonight. Boys and girls. We also have Showchoir Dinner Theater. Per the schedule handed out in November, the girls game was scheduled at 5:30, over by 7:00. Plenty of time to get to Dinner Theater before 7:45. Last week the boys asked if we would switch game times because three of their varsity players are also in the Soundsations group. We said no problem because it was very important that these three players be at the showchoir event and the soccer event. The boys team does not have the cushion that the girls have. This left the two girls that we have in Innovations with a decision to make. Soccer or Showchoir. Bec chose soccer because she will get real playing time tonight. The other girl chose showchoir, she was too afraid of the wrath of Kinsey. When Bec told Kinsey she would not be there, Kinsey chewed her out. I do not see that this was Bec’s fault. And just for the record, the principal agreed with me. We also will miss the Opelika competition if by some miracle we make state playoffs. According to him, He “won’t be at the Opelika Showchoir Competition if the Soccer team makes playoffs either.”

Holley - woot!