6 1/2 Grade

What a day today was. Or was that yesterday? With the heat here in Florida, all the days just seem to run together. I have taken a little break away from Summer Schooling the boys. I think the neighbor kids were driving me insane. Or was that our boys that were driving me insane? Oh well - it must be the heat. Ok, I admit it, it was me that was driving me insane.

About a week ago I bought the LIFEPAC Placement Test packet. I only bought one because that is all they had at the time. I ordered 2 more and they were supposed to come in today. Well...they came in, but it was for 7th grade through 12th grade and I need the 1st grade through the 8th grade. Just figures. Now it will either be this Friday or next Monday when the correct packet arrives. It seems like it's always something.

Speaking of something - About a week after public school was out for the summer, I received a letter in the mail saying that if our oldest son did not take Summer School Math that he would not be promoted to the 7th grade. I kinda thought about it and I talked to Superman and to our oldest son and we all came to the conclusion that he would stay back in the 6th grade. With him and his brothers changing schools and moving in with us that everything was just too much and he would do much better to just stay in 6th grade.

With that said and done, we received his report card in the mail. I checked out the report card and I was satisfied with what I saw. That evening I passed it on to Superman and the first darn thing he noticed was that on the report card it was marked that our oldest son was promoted. Hmmm..... Off to the school I ran. I questioned their decision. Which decision - both of them - both the letter that we got and the report card. I had the pleasure (and I use that term lightly) of meeting and talking with the Vice Principle. I explained the confusion that we had and I really just wanted to know if our son was in limbo or was he in 6 1/2 grade. You know, kinda like being 6 1/2 years old. The Vice Principle assured me that they would get to the bottom of this and call me to let me know what was going on.

About 4 weeks later, I had heard nothing - zip - zilch. Off to the school I ran again. And once again I had the pleasure of meeting with the Vice Principle. And exactly why he ask me if anyone had been in contact with me I have no idea. Now don't you think that if I knew anything about what was going in that I would actually be in his office. Certainly makes one think. Well it does me anyway. Yep, you guessed it - someone will contact me. And I wait again...

Finally, I have my answer. The phone rings and he explained to me that they made a mistake on the grades from his other school. Instead of his grade on Science being a 5, it was actually an 85. And the list goes on...
I requested something in writing and within 3 days I had my letter in my hand. He passed to the 7th grade.

Hopefully I will get him and his brothers tested within the next couple of weeks. That is, if the right test packet comes in.