Last week I wrote about the hoops we jump through at the start of each school year. Here is how things turned out.
When Roma left for school last Monday we knew she was registered for five classes, all in the performing arts department, because prior history suggested they were "safe" classes and would be approved. What we didn't know is how many she would still be registered in at the end of the week.
Here is how the week unfolded.
Monday
Roma's day started with Dance 100 (Intro to Dance) - a required class for anyone considering a dance major. The class is taught by a teacher she had for 2 classes last year so there was no hurdle of convincing the teacher that Roma had the maturity, was graduated, etc. The teacher signed the paper. Interesting footnote - the teacher needed someone to run an errand and sent Roma.
Roma called me after her first class to ask if it was OK for her to take a another dance class. Umm.....what?
She told me she had been invited to try a modern dance class. Huh? Modern dance, really?
I didn't understand what she was talking about, she explained that the teacher told her there is a joint performance between the dance and music departments (at some vague time in December) and Roma was asked if she was interested in auditing the first class to see if she wanted to do it since they needed more girls. Yes, go to the class and call me after was my reply.
About 90 minutes later called me to say she was in the class, the teacher had signed the form, and she had to add the class. (My head was spinning a little by this time but I agreed to this). That's how she ended up taking a sixth class in some sort of audition-only performance thing that we didn't even know existed. Interesting.
Next Roma went to her afternoon dance classes. Ballet 116 is the next in the sequence she started last year, so that teacher signed since Roma had the prereq. In her tap class the teacher said she didn't let anyone under 14 in the class because of the maturity level needed BUT she would let Roma participate the first day and then make a decision. Roma told me she chose to dance for her life to get into the class. Tap was the #1 class she was hoping to be in. The teacher must have decided Roma was mature enough after watching her in the class, because she came home with the signature.
Day one was in the books. Sigh and relax.
Tuesday
On Tuesday morning Ross had a class that started at 8am so it was an early morning for both of them - neither was adjusted yet to school schedules but they made it out the door in relatively non-grumpy moods.
I was really holding my breath on Tuesday since Roma has two classes back-to-back with the same teacher. I figured if she wouldn't sign one, she wouldn't sign the other, so I was concerned. Turns out, her jazz teacher may end up to be MY favorite teacher. She made the class do 35 man-style pushups (something I was trying to get Roma to work on all summer) after they had already done floorwork and stretching. I know that when Roma told me this, she was looking for sympathy. Instead I laughed and said "good".
After jazz she had a team-taught musical theatre class. One of the teachers is Dana Case - Roma did "Summer and Smoke" with her over the summer and had her last year for her beginning acting class. So yes, she was accepted into this class, also.
So mission accomplished for getting the signatures. Next step was to turn in the paperwork. I wish I could say this part was easy....but it took a couple visits to the registrar's office by Roma (too long of a line), one by Roma and Ross (50 people in line, only 3 service windows open so they left), one by me (just as they were closing so no one was still there to take the damn form), and finally at 7:30am today Ross was able to drop the thing off. I got a happy text message from him saying "forms...delivered". YAY!
After a few tense days, Roma is officially registered with boxes checked, forms signed, and tuition paid.
Oh, there was another happy surprise this week. I'll save that for another blog.
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