This week I’ve managed to get a few pictures of my teen H. Here’s one with the cat. The pair have become closer friends than ever during lockdown. I’ve found the cat’s noisy meows a bit much at times, but H has had a lot of patience with him. H had a good week I think. He heard about his class for next year. They were allowed to put three names down for people they’d like to be with and H got all three of them in his class. If he’d have been able to put down names in 4th, 5th and 6th spots he’d have got those too as there are a lot of his wider circle in the class. He’s lost the troublemakers of the last couple of years. That said he doesn’t know half the class, so there are some unknowns, but it’s generally positive. He finished on Wednesday for the summer, but they did next to nothing the last few days of term. In fact, his friend came round on a term day because so little work was set.
He hasn’t heard about his language option choice for GCSE which creates a bit of a dilemma. The French teacher has set them some work to do over the summer, but French was his third choice and he’s hoping he can drop it. No one else seems to have heard either. Not sure what to do on that one. He hates French so it would be an uphill struggle to get him to do the work, especially when he thinks if he misses out on his first choice language, he has a good chance of his second.
This picture is of some fairy doors in a local wood. I think people have been painting new ones in lockdown. Not sure why they are laid out like this as usually children try to find them at the bottom of the trees. Maybe a child collected them all together.
Both H and I have been a bit more social this week. H had a friend from school round because whilst he talks to him every day, they haven’t seen each other since March (when H went into school last week it was just his form and this boy was in a different class). His friend was due to go on holiday, so they wanted to meet up before he went away. Then one evening we went out for a walk with friends from swimming. H has been in the same swimming class as this boy for years and I’ve sat and chatted to his mother whilst they swam. They don’t live too far away and we have met up for evening or weekend walks in the past, but not since lockdown. H and his friend went off on their own and the adults did loads of walking and talking – we had plenty to catch up on. It all went very well and we plan to do it again soon.