Sophomore Year is Officially Over.
Yesterday we had a new experience: drive-thru yearbook pickup.
Shane’s school organized a two-day book return for kids whose textbooks were at home. Everyone wore masks; students and parents had to remain in their cars.
One might think that this would be a huge, exciting time with a line of cars waiting around the block. But no: we pulled right up. A masked staff member came out and took the book, and took his name off the list.
Shane only had one book for his seven classes. Considering it wasn’t an English book, this concerned me. But they didn’t seem surprised. Things are different than they were when I was young! We had to read those books all the time. Nowadays: not so much.
In exchange for his AP Gov book, Shane was able to pick up his yearbook. They have been doing an online signing app throughout the school, and hopefully people have signed Shane’s yearbook.
We waved goodbye to the nice lady and drove around the corner to the drama section of the parking lot. Since there was only a week left – Tech Week, in fact – before the play, all the students got their Hairspray cast and crew t-shirts.
This year, some wonderful soul decided to list the names of all the students involved on the backs of the shirts. This was such a touching gesture, especially for the seniors, who will never get to perform Hairspray as expected.
Shane also picked up his clothes – costume items for the various parts that he played – and was dismayed to tell me about the hot pink jumpsuit he’d been planning to wear, but that I would never see.
Then, more quickly than we’d come, Shane and I left the parking lot. We took off our masks, got out our hand sanitizer, and chatted a bit on the way home. It was fast – too fast for a year filled with sophomore experiences.
But Shane was just as happy to go home.
Sophomore year is officially over for him. Shane has finished every assignment, and has fantastic grades again – but he will just get a “pass” for the quarter. This, of course, will mean he’s getting straight A’s this semester – which is stupendous.
Now we just have to worry about next year: how it will be, where it will be, what it will be.
Everything about school is going to be tough for awhile, I think.