Angry high school parent supporting another parent who learned that her son had no place to sit when he arrived late to his high school math class.
“I don’t understand. Are kids taking away chairs? Is the teacher taking away chairs? Where are the chairs going?”
Indeed where are the chairs going?
“Starting it up again?” asked my 12-year-old son…I shook my head up and down. I’ve been doing this blog in one form or another since 2008. I originally started it to learn about blogs. It then became a place to write about my observations as a father to my two sons. As time went on, I would leave this space for months at a time, and then reappear sometimes with stories, a 90 day writing challenge or to reflect on images I liked, or wished to comment on. It is an evolutionary blog that has never had much of a following except for a day when I discovered some techy link that generated an insanely huge following for a few days. Today, I begin, I think, a new phase.
I decided to change the name 4wrdthnkndad to Forward Thinking Dad, because it was just easier for people to find. Perhaps it reflects that I’m aging and becoming more practical. Also I’m taking an improv class, where I’m being asked to begin with a monologue. I find myself avoiding that experience. I keep looking for the perfect story to tell. And yet I know, talking about writing this blog post would be a good enough place to start a monologue.
So my intention today is to write about moments that I’m interested in.