Day 172 - 5:45pm, 22 June 2019
Little Mister's primary prom is two days away. I loathe the word "prom", because it over-inflates, not the significance of the occasion it marks, but the need for celebration. It's one thing as a young adult to have a high school prom, to get it dressed up in all your finery to mark your exit from childhood into adulthood, but it's quite another as a primary school leaver to be making a big song and dance about it.
Don't get me wrong, I am as proud as any other parent as to how they have grown and matured over their seven years together at the school, but does it warrant clubbing together to shell out hundreds to hire limos as some parents are doing? Particularly in a school where there is a range of incomes, this is the one activity in their entire school career thus far that has the potential to split the children starkly between the haves and have nots. Hardly the high you would hope on which to end their primary career.
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