Tuesday 16 November 2010

It's just not fair...

One of The Boy's friends has been grounded for 2 weeks and banned from alcohol for 4. He's fifteen. It doesn't seem a very harsh punishment for getting so drunk at Saturday's party that he spent the evening with his head down the great white phone to God, and then proceeded to heave ho in his Dad's Jaguar.

I gather he thinks "IT'S SOOOOOO UNFAIR!"

The Cat has homework every night, and it takes her from arrival home time until head on the pillow time to do it all. In between stopping for supper, chatting to a few friends on Facebook, listening to a few songs on iTunes, etc, etc, etc.


The Boy, on the other hand never has any homework to do at home, so spends the evening stealing The Cat's computer, watching TV, playing on X-Box, listening to iTunes, chatting with friends on Facebook, reading, watching YouTube, making a mess in every possible room. It's a mystery how and when he manages to get his homework done, but done it is. So I whooped with delight when he announced yesterday that he had an English essay to do last night.

That was the wrong thing to do.

How unreasonable of the teacher to set it. How ridiculous. Doesn't she realise he has a German test this week. That's a GCSE thing. That is more important. He needs to focus.


I offered no sympathy...the teacher says they need to understand the pressures of juggling deadlines. I understand her logic.

Later he suggested that he explains to the teacher he does the outline, and a bit more, and will complete it after the test...what do I think? I'm sympathetic, not really knowing what the teacher might say, what are the rules and suggest he discusses it with her. But then I discover the essay was set last week...he had all weekend to do it. A weekend that was spent doing sweet FA. Apart from partying.

Sympathy goes out the window.

I'm in trouble again. "IT'S SOOOOOOO UNFAIR!"