Friday, March 24, 2006
The Fat Envelope Sings
The College Dog & Pony Show is finally coming to its climactic end. The Fat Envelope(s) has(ve) arrived on the stage and the singing (or crying) will soon commence. The postman is tip-toeing to all the mailboxes nailed to houses where high school seniors reside, knowing that one false letter dropped in the box will condemn the kids inside to virtual mediocrity and a sordid life of dashed hopes and desires. I don't think I'd want to be a high school kid these days. Yeah, it was tough back in the day, but today's college charades make the ol' times seem as if they were full of wine & roses.There was an excellent (and depressingly scary) piece in yesterday's NYT titled, "To all of the Girls I've Rejected", written by the admissions director of Kenyon College, Jennifer Delahunty Britz. How do you tell your kid, especially your daughter, that all that excessive studying, the staying indoors, the minimal socializing with your buddies will pay off in their senior year?
And then it doesn't. Something is out of whack. And I'm not talking about the fool's No Child Left Behind.
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