Tit for tat.


Weather update: It has been raining on and off here, since last weekend. Have been looking at timber prices, in case I have to start erecting an ark of sorts in the back yard. We have a fully fledged dam in the park, in front of our house. There are frogs and seagulls and floating debris and everything….. Dogs had a ball when we let them out – did doggy paddle the length of the road ’til their tongues hung out. there is web development between their paws. It is dripping like a sieve in the braai room – on the blessed treadmill, down the fireplace, on the TV and in,  throught the sliding doors.

But – I digress … Had my little rant regarding the school revue and C, last night. However, today, I am proud to post a Mommy-Blog, slightly more upbeat in nature…

Yesterday, J – the Giraffe 13-year old man-boy, was lucky enough to scoop a Boffin Badge, for academic achievement, at school. Went to pick him up after lunch. At the hostel, as usual. En route to the digs, we get a frantic call from J. “Where are you, Dad? You’re late!” I admit, we were slightly behind schedule. But, eventually, we get there. J was standing there, in the hostel foyer, to attention, in his full school uniform, chest expanding, like a freaking show pigeon … and there, on the lapel of his blazer, was the shiny ‘Unicorn Badge’. Ahem – he sticks out his left breast, Ahem!’

Now, you may wonder, ‘WTF?’ But, it was significant in that this is the boy who is normally barefoot, in his rugby shorts and casuals by five past one on a Friday afternoon, when he gets picked up from hostel. And here we were a good way to two pm – and he was still parading around in full school uniform. Because he needed to show us, his obviously proud parents, his latest achievement. And I was so happy. For him.

This was his first year in the hostel. His first year in another town, without his parents. His first year at a new school. His first year at playing waterpolo, hockey and athletics – never mind the rugby and cricket. And all this while turning thirteen. He has done some tremendous things in these past few months. He has faced principals, sexy girls, Powerpoint presentations and pimples – head on. He has adapted so well; handled the new challenges like a man, even though he has the raging hormones of a teenager.

You go, Boytjie!

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