John got in a car wreck. See... John stayed home sick one day. I wasn't feeling well either. Chad finished math and John volunteered to go get him. However, John blew right past Chad as he drove down the road in a stupor. Chad wasn't impressed. I agreed to go get him in a different car. By the time I reached Chad, John had found him. I was a little annoyed and headed home. I went around a corner and John went up a different block.
Traffic was crazy. I couldn't cross the highway, so I decided to turn right and head north and take the first left. John was confused as he watched me turn off the highway on the side street in front of him. He was so dazed that he didn't notice the truck right behind me and he shot across the highway.
He said he noticed the blue smoke from the truck breaks first. Chad yelled, "sh*#!" and clung to the roof for his life. John decided to speed up and swerve. I looked in my rear view mirror and wondered why John looked like he was heading for the stop sign and the corner of the road. Then I got a phone call "Mom. Dad just got in a car wreck." I turned the corner and headed back to the scene of the crime. Chad didn't want to ride with dad any more. He hopped into my car. John was talking to the guy that made contact with the car.
All I can say is that God was looking out for those two. This dent is all the damage that occurred. Nothing happened to the other car. Those two have angels watching over them!
The biggest criticism I get about my years of home school is that my kids aren't getting socialization (in fact, a ward member got in my face about home school after the play one night). I don't see any evidence that public school is giving my kids social skills either. First of all, most of the kids act very in-appropriately. They act childish. They pick on others. They sit around and refuse to work. Most kids think that success just falls on them by virtue that they some how deserve it.
Then again, I have to admit that I worry about her spiritual health. Being in the public school environment contributed to the decline in faith for others. I worry that Hannah will be next. She is struggling getting up in the morning. She even is missing seminary on occasion When that happens my heart sinks. She wants to a theater major in college. She wants to perform and pursue theater as an adult. Her faith will have to be extra strong to withstand the theater environment. As far as I can see, it is not that nice. It is easy to fall back into bad habits... to let bad language slip in... to question doctrine of the family... to keep safe personal boundaries in the current theater community. Yet, she is very talented and could actually go very far. I am torn.
Mr. Witt also announced next years season. He will d a regular play in the fall. He is thinking about And Then There Were None (formally known as Ten Little Indians) and The Music Man for the Winter play. There aren't many girl parts in that show. I'm pretty sure that he has the cast in mind... Hannah isn't really on the list of leads... just chorus. Chorus isn't bad, but I wish she had a better chance. I know I am biased, but I do think she has more talent in her little toe than your average 15 year old.
After the performance, strike went quickly. We left the window wall in the air. We took apart the rolling wagon and the giant stairs. My friend from a Salem school asked me to help he make giant stars for one of his productions. We put all the sound equipment away. We left a little bit of de-construction and the painting of the floor for the tech theater class.
So that is the report of the week. After all that, these blogs will start to sound boring.
There is Hannah with her new glasses and her people braces... and her friend Alexa