What were you doing the moment you found out your child was accepted to an elite private school?

[Anonymous]

I can not decide which is funnier, the wonderful and imaginative scenarios being shared or the few posters who are popping in with an actual testimonials to share.

[Anonymous]

Sure you can tell them apart?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Happy days...I admit when one has won the gold medal one never forgets.

Pre-K: It was a balmy spring evening. I was drinking a small gin and tonic and stuffing larks' cheeks with jamon iberico when my butler brought me the letter on a silver tray.

St. Albans: It was cold. I was upstairs having my anus bleached. I snorted a little Bolivian marching powder in celebration.

Yale: I was whipping the new maid a rolled-up copy of Horse and Hounds - there had been an unforgivable incident with a Ming Vase. Weather: overcast, light rain later.

Harvard Law School: the butler found me asleep in the stables after a large dose of ketamine. In my drug-induced fog I could barely take in the good news. I must have slept with half of Mclean in the course of the next week.

You did, but you were fab, darling.

Kisses,
Bitsy

[Anonymous]

The first thing that I pulled out of the envelope was a Beauvoir sticker for the rear window of my car. My eyes filled with tears of joy. Weak-kneed, I slumped to the ground, babbling deliriously. Now I would get to put that sticker on my car, and everyone would finally understand how important and special I was! I had achieved my dream! My life was perfect! I kissed the envelope and then fainted, right there in the front hall.

[Anonymous]

This post is silly. When I started reading I thought it was going to ask about when you found out about college acceptance.

[Anonymous]

That wouldn't have been any fun. This is fun.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I can not decide which is funnier, the wonderful and imaginative scenarios being shared or the few posters who are popping in with an actual testimonials to share.

I think the difference is funny versus sad!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:This post is silly. When I started reading I thought it was going to ask about when you found out about college acceptance.

Of course it's silly - that's the point. Gotta have some diversions between now and Friday/Saturday.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I still remember:

Pre-K: It was a cold day. I lived in an apartment and the fat envelope was jammed inside the box. At first I thought it was a magazine, but when I pulled it out, I saw the logo of green children holding hands.

St. Albans: I was having a Christmas open house and my son ran out to get the mail for me. I was holding a tray of stuffed mushrooms when I saw the envelope in his hand...

Norman Rockwell moments indeed.

[Anonymous]

This is by far the funniest thread I have ever seen!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:You people are nuts.

Um . . . ahem . . . you're referring to the liberal Washington elite . . .you know, the ones who embrace the idea of diversity but actually prefer to educate their children "away from the masses."

[Anonymous]

I actually do remember because the school that was perfect for my DC calls people personally. And I had just had very bad news the call some minutes before (a death in the family). Then some good news. So this is not always a joke.

[Anonymous]

I have three children and they have been accepted 6 times to various elite schools and I don't remember any of the times. I do remember the relief I felt when I got the financial aid letters, however.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I can not decide which is funnier, the wonderful and imaginative scenarios being shared or the few posters who are popping in with an actual testimonials to share.

this definitely!

[Anonymous]

OP is definitely a suburbanite striver who did everything to send her kid to a DC Big 3. Actually kudos might be in order.