JR was selected from his school to attend (what I'm going to call because I'm not sure what the name really was) a journalism Q&A with the superintendent.
There were 8 kids from his school that got to go, and he was one of 2 sixth graders.
(He got picked because of his "status" on the broadcast team.)
He said that the high schools were there, and maybe just one other middle school. I was trying to explain to him that it was a really big deal that he got picked because most kids in a school district our size (35,000+ kids), would never get to go to a meeting with the superintendent.
That information seemed to be of such little importance to him when:
A. He got to miss P.E. to attend
and
B. There was free Chick-fil-a
This was the picture he sent me.
Not, "look at me, I got picked to do this really cool thing", but "Look at me, I've got Chick-fil-a."
And yes, I'm very upset his friend is wearing a suit and JR isn't.
I thought I was making him "dress-up" by not letting him wear a sports T-shirt.
You'd think I'd know better since I've been back in Texas almost 2 years!
(It's hard to get over 6 years of Colorado casual.)
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