So Why Don’t Your Kids Go There?

So I talked to Alex’s mom – a lot – about the school.

As legacies, her children could go to the private school tuition-free.

“So why don’t your kids go there?” I asked.

“How would I work?” she said, without hestiation. Her kids don’t go there because Alex’s mom works, and she would have to give up her job to shuttle the kids back and forth to school.

It is a 45-minute drive, one way. That’s three hours a day of driving. She just doesn’t want to make the trip.

Her daughter, Alison, who is now graduating from high school, went to the school for a year. She lived with her grandmother (the school’s founder) during the week, and enjoyed the school – but not the living arrangements.

Alison was Dylan’s age when she went to the school. She had the same experience as Dylan – a horrific public middle school experience.

So Alison went to the private school – and liked it – but because she lived with her grandmother, Alison ached to be at home.

“I can’t separate her living situation from the school situation,” Alex’s mom told me. “It was very intertwined for us. She liked the school. She didn’t have any problems at all with the school. But she wanted to come home.”

Alex’s mom is possibly the most honest person on the planet. She is a very God-loving woman, who actually lives by principles of kindness. Unlike much of the modern world, this woman believes that it’s all about God and love – and she lives that.

So when she says her daughter liked the school, I believe her.

She also said that if Shane ends up at the private school for middle school, “it would be a no-brainer.” Alex would go there, too.

That’s something we’ll have to consider later.

She recommended, too, that I talk to the administrators about working for the school. Given my background in marketing and education, I am hoping to help with the school’s marketing efforts.

If (Alex’s mom says “when”) Dylan gets accepted, I’ll see if I can get some tuition help from the school by working for them. And of course, I still have my public school job to help pay that private school tuition.

It’s going to be work. The drive, the money … a lot of work. I am taking it one day at a time.

Our “dream school” suddenly feels like … reality.

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