Changing times

Last night, there was an open house at Syd’s school.  It was meant as a way to welcome next year’s freshman class and parents and let them see the school.  All the clubs and teams perform or have booths for recruiting. 

Unfortunately, I didn’t really see many incoming freshmen.  We did it when Syd was a frosh and there were lots more people then than there were last night. 

Anyway, we went because Syd was going to perform her solo from the competition a couple weeks ago and it was going to be our only chance to see it in front of a real audience.

She did great.  All the soloists did great.  And the whole choir was right on, too.  There was something about the acoustics in the school hallway that made them sound much more rich and full than in the school auditorium.

After the performance, Syd wanted to spend some time at the yearbook club booth, with her friends and helping recruit and they were taking yearbook pictures of anybody that walked by and wanted a picture taken.  And, laughing.  Remember how it was to laugh when you were a kid and there were so few troubles?

We sat comfortably on a bench and I noticed two things across the quad.  One was the nachos for sale at one of the concession booths, but the other was the Gay Straight Alliance booth.

Now, did Rob really want the nachos?  Or, were they just a way to get to the Gay Straight Alliance booth?  We’ll never know.

But, while he was there, they asked if he’d like to make a donation and he said sure, soon as he had the change from his nachos…hmmmm.  And, then he told those children how much he supports their organization and told them that he couldn’t come out until he was an adult and how it was great that it was okay now and there were groups for support.  How much he would have appreciated that when he was in high school.


Yeah, I teared up, when he told me. 

Things sure are changing.  A boy on the pom-pom squad.  A Gay Straight Alliance at the school.  They even have a cross-dressing student and Sydney says it doesn’t phase those kids one bit.


I remember another time. 

This is better!

I’m glad I get to see it and I can’t wait to see what’s next.

Have a great Friday.  Lane


Lakegaldonna said...

I also remember another time, I'm that old!
Kids are luckier today than back then. Glad you Syd and Rob got to see it in person.

Kate said...

yep, --- the only controversial thing in this post is those nachos !!!! Enjoy the change, it's been a long time coming.

lw said...

I love it when things change for the better!

Kath said...

I wonder if Rob will asked to come in and talk with the students, he sounds like a natural.

Anonymous said...

Yes, isn't it beautiful to see acceptance in the young people. We live here because we found the kids and some parents accepted the mentally retarded so much better here. Whhhhooo-Hoooo!!

Anonymous said...

It is better. Much. Remember the song from South Pacific:

You've got to be taught
To hate and fear,
You've got to be taught
From year to year,
It's got to be drummed
In your dear little ear
You've got to be carefully taught.

The opposite is also true. You've got to be taught to love.

Good job.


Lyn said...

Acceptance is a wonderful thing! We are all different in our own way which make us individuals and much more interesting. We are so lucky you are part of our group!