I must admit that I was, well, near irate at our pre-school’s switched decision to now NOT to hold make-up days. Wednesday, February 17th marked the end of a 3 week-no-school streak. Snow, more snow, and more snow and the fact that the state and county road crews here aren’t equipped to handle nearly 3 feet of snow, and over-development means there is no where to put the snow, were the reasons why we all were cooped up inside.
E-mails have been flying around our co-operative pre-school about make-up days, possible tuition reimbursements, and county school closing policies (which we generally follow…generally.) My first reaction to all of this was “why am I paying for school days when the school isn’t open but could be open since the parking lot is cleared, no one takes a bus, and neighborhood streets are clear? Why can’t we hold make-up days or get a tuition reimbursement? Why is the Board correspondence so annoyingly vague?” We even started looking at other pre-schools for fall enrollment.
And then I took a breath, (and another with some calming lavender essence) and took a step back. Perhaps switching schools could be a good idea. Perhaps we’d face many of the same governance problems at a new institution. And maybe there are circumstances we can understand that might shed more light on why the Board decided to not to follow county policy. Maybe I should ask someone who is part of the Board about the reasons underpinning their decision. Hummm, maybe that last one is a good idea.
And so I did ask. She and I are going to meet up soon to chat about our the school, mom life and our children who will hopefully be in the same classes next year. (Sydney is currently enrolled too, and we do hope to stay with PNS…i.e. I hope they have based this decision upon reasons we feel we agree with.) The outcome of all this remains to be seen, but I feel better about handling the situation in a constructive manner. Usually I don’t.


I find that it does help to DO something – and that all the energy spent worrying about DOING that SOMETHING was such a waste – and yet, I’ll worry over the next thing I should be acting on all the same…
baby steps!