BUMP. 'Tis the season to resurrect this favorite thread.

Looking up the nearest SAT test prep center !


http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/02/16/allie-kauffmann-act-out-a_n_823690.html

This is hysterical and embarassing!

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I was polishing my Harvard ring in my great great grandmother's federal-period wing chair. My semi-regular cleaning lady/nanny Lourdes from Guatemala brought in the mail before feeding my three children lunch and taking them to Volta Park for a few hours, the time I needed daily to get important shopping errands done. I was so excited I dropped my Harvard ring and it bounced in the fireplace, and Lourdes had to crawl in and find it.

I remember this post from last year. It made me laugh then, and me makes me laugh now!

We were deciding that we liked a less elite, but happier, school better.

Oh my gosh..I have been laughing so hard, I have tears in my eyes. My coworkers are starting to worry about me! You ladies are really funny!!

PP, I think most us are very well aware that schools alone don't change lives. But, until you know where your kids are going to school, it's harder to visualize. Once you know, it's nice to become part of a community, or at least to look forward to it. I also remember what I was doing when I found out I was admitted to the college I wanted to go to, to grad school, when we found out our offers had been accepted on the two homes we've lived in, when I've been given offers for jobs I really wanted, and the like. I don't think anyone thinks these moments are life changing, but it's nice to remember the moment you found out which your life/community/career is headed, at least for the time being. I think it's nice, and for $30,000 per year, it had better be nice!

I don't remember what I was doing aside from opening the mail. This posting is really odd. Folks remember that getting into an elite school will NOT change your child's life. It's what he/she does at the school.

I was opening an envelope that had come in the mail.

I do remember when we got the good news. I was thrilled and it was an important moment. We very much wanted our son to go to the school, which he now loves, and we were very happy to hear that he could. If I think something is worth spending $30,000 per year at, shouldn't it be important enough to me to remember when I knew it was a real option. Many of you ladies (and men?) seem just mean, mean, mean.

I remember the day I found out we were moving to a place with outstanding public schools more than I remember the date my kids were accepted to private school.

I do remember what I was doing. I was setting up for dc's birthday party in March. Husband brought the mail to me. DC was accepted to the three schools we applied.

Vacationing in Monserrat; second nanny called the house and my assistant brought me the news poolside.

I was counting the money I would save by turning them down when i relaized the public schools around here are just as good

Anonymous wrote:I was polishing my Harvard ring in my great great grandmother's federal-period wing chair. My semi-regular cleaning lady/nanny Lourdes from Guatemala brought in the mail before feeding my three children lunch and taking them to Volta Park for a few hours, the time I needed daily to get important shopping errands done. I was so excited I dropped my Harvard ring and it bounced in the fireplace, and Lourdes had to crawl in and find it.

I remember this post from last year. It made me laugh then, and me makes me laugh now!