waiting, and nearly bursting....

march 14 2008

afternoon:


I'm waiting for a call and I'm nearly bursting from stress.

We applied for a place at the favorite school of the girls for both of them.

One of them will be admitted, I don't expect a problem.

But my dyslectic girl didn't do one afternoon of tests very well. Apart from that, she needs the usual help for dyslectics.

I would go on my knees to have her admitted, because it would mean less bullying, a far better environment, and better chances for the future.

She can take it when she can't do it after all, but she wants to try it. She really does.

I think the school should give her the chance.

When we won't get a call it can mean they haven't digged into the extra paperwork, they have to have meeting about her, or she is admitted.

It's just killing me!!!


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update


I'm still alive. Even though we've heard nothing....

To get rid of the stress I used my exercise equipment and I cooked a nice dinner.
Still I wished someone would have called.