6-20-08 6:20 am
Where to begin? The last time I wrote in my journal was right after the funeral of Joonhong Min, an 8th grader from PS122. I didn’t post that because it seems to personal and tragic, though I should celebrate his life.
Now, today, I’ve got a couple of months worth of recollections to catch up with. On Thursday (or was it Wednesday?) Sunnyside afterschool gave its spring show. Mason was not to be seen in any of the acts (I’m sad that he gave up on breakdancing, who did a hip-hop version of Grease). Lennox’s class did the Mexican hat dance, sang La Cucaracha and sang “I’m moving up.” There was a multi-culti spin to these proceedings when the kindergarteners from other countries came in their native dress. I was particularly moved by the Tibetan costume modified to fit a 6-year-old (it was very authentic and she sweltered in the wool costume twice her size) and the Romanian girl who, with a voice like a bell,sang the Romanian version of some common song about “friends” and “moving up.” (I miss Walter Schell)
Mason’s graduation was yesterday. It was a big deal at PS150, because the school (built in 1930) only goes to 6th grade, so the big kids, most of whom have always attended PS150, are leaving. When you go to the school they are the ones who have a constrained sence of ownership and entitlement because they have been there for half their lives. I say constrained because they are still only 11 or 12, and they really are still kids. The ones who have adopted “adult ways” are avoided by the majority (or at least Mason and the kids he hangs out with).
At the party Ali, Osman’s dad, was watching the Turkey game in the EURO CUP 2008, and Mason came home and didn’t tell me the result, other than that he thought “it’s not recorded long enough” (he was right, which told me a lot). After I watched as much as we had (one playoff period) Mason told me, breathlessly, about how exciting it was to watch the penalty kicks (croation misses, turkish goals, an incredible Turkish save [which is more impressive since their #1 goalie was red-carded in the previous match]). After a long 6th grade narrative Mason added: “and to watch that in a house with your Turkish friends and their friends and family: priceless!”