Ok, so the boys are back in school. In my mind, they’re learning about Caesar, the Pythagorean Theorem and how to make cars from coconuts, but no. No. The school had other ideas.
Not cursive writing – that seems to have dropped off the planet like critical thinking or Paulie Shore.
Not typing (it still amazes me that this is not taught to a generation that is on a keyboard at the age of 5).
They are being taught how to do letters like they were tagging a building. Who knows, maybe it’s a drive to make sure that if they’re graffiti-ing a brick wall , they’ll use correct grammar. Or at least it’ll look neat and tidy.
Now, it’s not a serious issue. Just kinda funny.
Then I heard that they had learned how to tattoo themselves.
Not something I expected to hear as an answer to ‘what did you do in school today?’
I have to say I’m a little afraid to ask now. What’s next, ‘we learned how to destroy evidence’ or ‘look mom, I now know how to defraud the government’? What is this, education by Charles Manson?
We live in interesting times. The Oldest has no idea who Winston Churchill is, but can apply a tattoo. Maybe next they’ll make a Churchill head out of lego. Or gummy bears. Or never be actually taught who he was and what he did.
I think I need a drink.