Curmudgeon alert!
I spent half the day at a volunteer reception at the kids’ school, and as always, left feeling like I was escaping torture.
Is is really just me, or are the other parents in the tiny chairs feeling equally bored and/or irritated by the displays of forced cuteness?
It would be one thing if the kids were allowed to think up their own productions, script them, and act them out. Then it would at least be something they had ownership of. Instead, it’s a group of somewhat embarassed kids singing songs that the teacher thought would be cute. I particularly hate it when teachers get the kids to wiggle their bottoms in imitations of booty shaking. I felt degraded just watching. It’s like the students are little puppets in the school puppet production put on by the adults.
But did I say something? Make a stand? Suggest something different?
No. Not me. I just sat there sipping on my punch, nibbling on my slice of pound cake, and clapped along with the rest.
Ack. I feel uncomfortable just reading the description of it.