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I knew I was in trouble when my mother finally chose to take a lucrative position as Divisional Head. Her office hours were far longer than those of my school. And, besides, I was privy to my parents’ numerous debates about ‘Honey, what should we do with the kids?’ Finally, they hit pay dirt with an instructive after-school program. Isn’t that going to be fantastic? Parents are cheerfully minting greenbacks as their children are learning new things.

As a result, after school, we went straight to another lesson. According to the brochure, they’ll “cover the gap in your child’s comprehension” with “fun activities and unique teaching methods.” I assume they meant that the assignment would be written down by the teacher and we would have to replicate it. At least, that’s how it went the majority of the time. We didn’t tell our parents, of course. What good would that do? They’d simply get smart and move us to a class where we’d have to do our assignments.

I despised my classes. I was mostly bored to tears or dozing off.
Who wants to spend the entire afternoon with the same books after a long day at school? However, as a child, you didn’t have much of a say in these affairs. Especially when one’s parents successfully explained that mommy’s salary would enable us to purchase that brand new TV or video game.

Some games will be lost, while others will be won.

My sister then tried to upset the apple cart one day. She had had enough of studying and refused to participate in the after-school program.

That’s when my parents noticed something was off. They moved us to a better program shortly after that (o, yes, another educational one). This was bigger, brighter, and more enjoyable in some ways. We had several fun games, as well as a computer. Each of us had an opportunity to work on the computer (this, when PCs were just beginning to make their presence felt). We sped through our assignments, the majority of which we had to complete ourselves. After that, it was time to have some fun. We sampled a wide range of foods. Classes in acting, speech, games, and, of course, painting. The hours we spent splattering color on sheets and cracking up at foolish jokes were the high point of an otherwise dull day. Surprisingly, I began to anticipate my after-school program.

Now, many years later, when I need to get a job and leave my own child alone till I return, I understand how critical these after-school programs have become. What a case of the past repeating itself! I just hope I can get her into a decent one that will also be educational.

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