With moving came the start at another school. I have four children, and they go to four different schools. We came down in the middle of October during our MEA break and met with counselors and administrators at all of the schools. This way, they would know we were coming, they would have an idea of what the children were involved in, they would have a head's up on the courses they were taking, and hopefully, we would have a smooth transition.
Overall, it went well, however, there were a couple of bumps in our road. Caleb's counselor wanted to start his classes over. The senior high is on trimesters here, and we came a week before the first trimester ended. She wanted to put him a chemistry and a Spanish class that were beginning the second tri-, rather than continue him in classes that had started at the beginning of the school year. He had to restart his pre-Calc class because they didn't have one that had started. There was one honors course offered that he "could" take, but it was offered at the same time orchestra was offered, and he felt like he needed his music. He tried out for choir, and he was put in men's chorus. It was not the transition we were hoping for.
On his first day of school, we had not unpacked the moving truck yet, in fact, I don't think it was even here yet. Needless to say, Caleb was not excited about going to school.
I took Caleb to seminary at 6:00 a.m. and left him there.
With all of the craziness in trying to get the other three children off to school (we had to drive them because the bus was not set up yet), I didn't get pictures on their first day, so we took pictures on their second day.
Emily was a little nervous about going to school because she was going from an Elementary School to a Middle School. She now had a locker with a combination lock, she had to carry her books with her, she had gym class where she is expected to change her clothes in the locker room, she had several different teachers, she would be starting orchestra several weeks later than everyone else, and she had to make new friends. She was a pretty good sport, and took it well.
We had a little bit of trouble with Eli's scheduling. When we got to the school to register him, they had put him in pre-algebra. He took that course last year. We jumped through some hoops, and in the end got his schedule changed, and he has algebra and choir with eighth graders.
Claire's scheduling was easy. We went in and registered her, they put her in a class, we met her teacher, and we were done.
The first day of school went well for everyone except Caleb. In the end, we met with counselors, rearranged some classes, and got a schedule for Caleb that would work better, plus, the second trimester would start the beginning of the next week.
This is another day of school that first week. I looked out the front window, and loved the silhouette effect. Of course, I had to run out into the road and get another picture of them "watching" for the bus.
As the bus approached, I had to quickly run back to the house, and by this time Brett was headed out to work. The children are the first to get on the bus, that is why it looks empty.
