I spent three and half hours at the kid’s middle school tonight to get an idea of the class load, and I am worn out. My head is worn out from having to take all the notes and keep track of everything. Swear to God, it was easier… almost forty years ago, tanjit.
Then again, we still had the Cold War going on and it wasn’t really clear that we were winning at the time, so perhaps I shouldn’t be nostalgic. I’m rambling, aren’t I? I need to get some sleep.
I remember those. Although, I don’t think our kids’ version lasted 3+ hours. Still, very different from when *we* were that age, no?