Our oldest daughter is beginning her final year of high school today. As tradition with The Langley Fine Arts School, the Grade 12’s all got together nearby the school and watched the First Sunrise of Their Grade 12 Year.
My daughter came home about an hour afterwards with a big grin on her face and a pep in her step. She was happy to see all of her classmates and friends again. She told me that people shared stories of their travels and summer experiences. It sounded like everyone was hyper-energized this morning. I think they are all looking forward to the upcoming year.
And as with tradition, on the last “official” day of Grade 12- the students will get together and watch the Last Sunset of Their Grade 12 Year.
I wish them all the best for this final high school year! And may they enjoy the experiences that come with their friendships formed throughout these past few years.
I love driving down the West of Coast of North America. Today we began our drive from Vancouver down through Washington State and Oregon. Since we weren’t bringing our children, we took a Pop Vinyl belonging to each of them and we are photographing them along the way. It’s a fun way to keep the kids on our minds.
Go away rain!
There is something beautiful about the I-5 as the scenery changes. Farm land, cities, forest, desert, mountains, more cities… All of it within 24 hours of driving. Driving through Washington State- it was a downpour. At least the traffic was light. As soon as we crossed into Portland Oregon, the rain stopped. As if an invisible barrier along the river prevented the clouds from moving from State to State. It was too good to last. The rain storm found us in the mountains as we drove towards Ashland, Oregon.
We made it to our first hotel with only 2 stops for gas and 1 stop for In-N-Out Burger. This time we tried “Animal Style” cheeseburgers. Pretty gosh darn tasty, but I still prefer the double cheeseburger.
Looking down on me.
We checked into our hotel and we were told the hot tub is open and so was the pool, but the pool wasn’t heated. I still chose to enjoy both in the rain.
The strangest thing though. The hotel we are staying at was the same hotel from 1993 that my school stayed at for the Shakespeare Festival. The same trip that a classmate had a fake id and we bought 2 dozen beers and snuck them into the hotel room. That same trip that I smoked my first cigarettes- plural. Because smoking Marlboros and Kools was the way to get started smoking. I was a nerd with a group of cool kids that trip. My new friends were all throwing up and ended up with nasty hangovers. I felt alive.
That trip, the bus driver let me practice driving in the parking lot. Back and forth. Pretty cool for the nerdy dork. In fact my new friends were impressed that the driver let me. Before the bus ride home I had bought a Disney video- The Fox and The Hound. The bus had a vcr, and suddenly every girl on the bus loved me. I had suddenly become a cool kid, not the outcast loser.
Yes! I shattered the idea of who people thought I was. The exhilaration of getting away with being sixteen and being drunk on a school trip. I was a goody two shoes at the time. No one would suspect me.
I worry my kids may turn out like me at some point. All the mistakes and craziness. But that’s how you learn. That’s how you grow.