Fysh is grade 1 next year *cue wtf face* which means we’re now at that point where it’s time to pick schools. Enrollments open second term and that means deposits and decisions. Big decisions. Huge decisions. Life altering decisions.
And I have no idea what the fuck we’re going to do.
There are several options to choose from; government vs semi private vs private vs farm school. Taking into consideration those deposits I mentioned which are non refundable by the way and the monthly cost of school, uniforms etc.
Farm school wins hands down but that would mean moving out to hoekkiesdam which both Fysh and I would LOVE to do and I think we’d absolutely thrive out there but that’s giving up this job and hoping to the stars above I get enough drawing and freelance commission work in every month. It’s an option though and you never know what the next 9 months hold.
But because that isn’t a given we have to look at schools closer to home for now which leaves 3 options, well two actually, the third one is kinda a last resort. My brother went to the one and he seemed to do alright, we’re just not in the direct feeder area for it so we’ll have to hold thumbs he gets in but then it’s uniforms and conforming to the whole mainstream teaching system which we struggled with before. Now that he’s in Montessori he’s thriving and doing so damn well but they only go up to Grade R. I’ve been pleading with his teacher to offer higher up but I doubt that’s going to happen sadly.
I just remembered that there’s also the homeschool option and there is a homeschool school in our area run by his very first nanny that might be an option but we’ll have to see if they’d take on grade 1 as I remember it used to be high school only.
Urgh, this school thing is giving me absolute nightmares and so many grey hairs that stylebar is going to have a field day covering them up again. I’m telling you, this school business isn’t for sissies, financially or otherwise.
I just want what’s best for him and there is just so much to keep in mind when making the decision. I’m glad I have my moms input as well as The Persons but at the end of the day I have to make that big decision on my own and hope to fuck that I made the right one.