Today we did our Orientation at DCC. The counselor graciously took loads of time to explain everything and answer all of our questions.
Victoria had 1,000.
Ben, not even 1.
After she went over their test results (and confirmed their "genius" IQs), and printed their schedules -- an upstanding young man walked us through the unsupervised hallways of the massive campus according to Ben and Victoria's 6th and 7th grade schedules.
Most of their classes lingered around the 200/300 hallways...where kids looked mostly Ben and Victoria's age. Art, however, forced us through hallways with older students.
Upon leaving, Victoria's analysis, "They seem to have signs up everywhere with rules against BULLYING. They should have a few rules about having sex in the hallways."
She exaggerates, but we all got the point.
Next we head over to TCA's East Campus to return some borrowed books. Victoria gives a sweet good-bye to her teacher and picks up her most recently graded assignments. Upon getting in the car and flipping through her work, she says, "I'm really glad to be leaving here! LOOK at all these corrections I'd have had to do to my paper!"
We have mixed feelings to say the least!