Pomp and Circumstance (emphasis on the pomp)
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melayneseahawkToday feels like a Saturday because everyone's home, but it's actually because my baby bro is graduating today. We're going to be dropping him off at the school (they're bussing the kids over) and then driving down to the city, parking at Mum's parking space in Foggy Bottom (swear to God, that's what that part of town is actually called, and walking to DAR Constitution Hall. A teeny part of me is jealous--my graduation was at this horrific Baptist church because we did badly in the DAR lottery that year--but I'm just so proud of him. It was kind of touch and go there for a little while.
Plus, Frank Warren is his graduation speaker, so that's neat, too.
I have to say, I'm really worried about my bro. He's always had trouble in school: first, because he had undiagnosed learning disorders until a teacher told my parents to get him checked out in fifth grade (though I'd been trying to tell my parents the same thing since he was much younger, not that anyone listened to me); and then later because he just doesn't care if it doesn't interest him, and all that interests him is computer games. He's going to be starting at an in-state school that's a few hours away (MD is long from certain angles), and I'm really, really worried that he's going to make all the same mistakes of not going to class that I did, though for the reason that he just doesn't care. I had a goal in mind, even then, but he doesn't.
I've been saying for years now that he should have deferred a year and worked in between, to learn that RL sucks if you don't have a bachelor's degree (in general, but I'd rather have him learn the lesson and then not need it than the other way 'round). Naturally, I got informed that I could tell other people what to do with their lives once I got mine sorted out. My family goes for the jugular.
The child is going to be going to school without having picked a major, and he has no idea what he wants to do with his life. He's also got no real self-discipline. I'm assuming everyone can see why I'm worried.
Plus, Frank Warren is his graduation speaker, so that's neat, too.
I have to say, I'm really worried about my bro. He's always had trouble in school: first, because he had undiagnosed learning disorders until a teacher told my parents to get him checked out in fifth grade (though I'd been trying to tell my parents the same thing since he was much younger, not that anyone listened to me); and then later because he just doesn't care if it doesn't interest him, and all that interests him is computer games. He's going to be starting at an in-state school that's a few hours away (MD is long from certain angles), and I'm really, really worried that he's going to make all the same mistakes of not going to class that I did, though for the reason that he just doesn't care. I had a goal in mind, even then, but he doesn't.
I've been saying for years now that he should have deferred a year and worked in between, to learn that RL sucks if you don't have a bachelor's degree (in general, but I'd rather have him learn the lesson and then not need it than the other way 'round). Naturally, I got informed that I could tell other people what to do with their lives once I got mine sorted out. My family goes for the jugular.
The child is going to be going to school without having picked a major, and he has no idea what he wants to do with his life. He's also got no real self-discipline. I'm assuming everyone can see why I'm worried.
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13/6/09 00:37 (UTC)Oh, I know, that's why I phrase any and all advice to him very carefully. And why I'm getting him a book of funny college advice as part of his graduation/move-in gift. :D
My concern isn't that he doesn't care about his classes (I can relate; they were so dumb it was hard to bring myself to care); it's that nothing seems to interest him. I think he'd be in heaven if he could just get paid to play video games all day, but they don't do that. He's never expressed much interest in learning to make said games, and while he's played flute for close to 10 years now and seems to enjoy it, he hates practicing and has to be forced/bribed into doing it.
*sigh* The real problem is that I care about him so I worry. I'm sure something will spark his interest and off he'll run, but I'll just worry until then.