When our sons were in Year Three, I happened to mention to you that if I wanted mine to attend the Church High School from Year Seven onwards, I needed to start attending church regularly now since the priest won't sign the paperwork unless you'd been a regular attender for a number of years. You didn't even appear to be listening. I continued to say that I wasn't going to do it since I thought it could be stealing a place from someone who genuinely went to church regularly because they wanted to and held strong beliefs. You agreed. I didn't go in to detail about any other reasons, just that I didn't think it was right.
Within a month your church attendance went from never to weekly. You joined the church's Mothers' Group. You began to take an active part in anything you possibly could. Then when it was paperwork time last October, the priest happily signed your son's application.
Come March this year, when the school allocations were made, you were full of praise for your son, about how well he'd done to get in to "the good school" when in reality none of the schools' admissions were based on achievement, only parental church attendance for church schools, or home location for other schools!
I was ecstatic that my son had got in to our first choice of school.
We'd chose a smaller school with a much more caring attitude.
One that has a 30minute shorter journey each way.
We believe that our son will be truly happy there and encouraged to develop all his skills in a way that is appropriate for his disability.
And come April, your face hasn't been seen in church for several weeks.
Well lets hope that God's Wrath is appropriate for you.
Let's hope your son doesn't have a thoroughly miserable time in that school - like I did when I went there.
And for goodness sake stop praising your son for doing nothing, he's big-headed and obnoxious enough already, and that's going to make him worse - how about the Christian value of humility, and remembering that vanity is a sin?
And just know that as soon as our kids begin High School in Autumn, you're off the FaceBook & Twitter friend lists because when I was pleased about where my son was going to High School you looked down your nose at the thought of him attending the local High School that you went to - yes, that caring, happy school is the one first I met you at 20+ years ago when I left "The Good School" because all they cared about was their own reputation and not the students welfare or happiness, they covered up abuse by teachers and ignored kids who were abused at home. Hope your son's gonna be really happy there!