Scott is struggling so much at school at the moment. My heart feels so heavy with worry. He has always wanted to go to university and because DH and myself never went we of course always wanted him to go too. I am beginning to realise that this may never happen - college yes, but not university here. He just won't cut it. He works so hard, harder than I thought he was capable. He is so frustrated that his peers pick up a book a couple of days before an exam and they get way better marks. Of course you may be thinking that this could be due to the interruption in his schooling - mmmm maybe, although he has stuck with the same subjects. Last year school was a lot easier for him and the transition from SA left him fairly idle. I am not entirely sure if the system here gets all the kids to what they 'call' school leaving age 16, then gets rid of the non-academics and then take out the big guns for A levels, it sure feels like that to Scott.
Poor soul has his work stuck up on his ceiling so that he can read it in bed - I knew there had to be a good reason for making the ceilings so low here?
Scott's friend from SA left today (she has been here for 4 weeks) so it's back to normal from tonight except that my Mum is 80 tomorrow so the routine of school etc. will only kick in on Thursday. School is very different for the kids here come January - both of mine go back to write a couple of exams each no easing in gently.
I will be starting to work with DH, hopefully with a dash of enthusiasm as I am enjoying my lazy days at home. I am also considering joining the gym closest to us about 10km away and situated behind the school Erin goes to, so I could drop her off a couple of mornings a week instead of her catching the bus (only problem is she can catch the bus) it would have been ideal if I dropped her off everyday normally. I am finally seeing a physio for my knee tomorrow which is feeling a lot better since Kirsty gave me some advice but it is still not healed. I have always been a fast walker and I now notice myself trailing behind people so I am really hoping the physio will have some answers and we find out what is actually wrong with it before I turn into a complete couch potato.
I am going to break out my camera a bit later when Scott and Erin get home as I want to take some family pics to give to my Mum, could be fun but I have warned both of them that I will be taking the pics and that I expect 100% co-operation, Erin has agreed but I am not so sure about Scott. Lets see I may just post a couple tomorrow.
