When my daughter Susan entered seventh grade I found out
that Junior High School would be an exercise in problem solving. Take, for instance, basketball season.
Even though Wisconsin is known to be a bit cold in the
winter (ya think?!), the seventh grade cheerleaders were determined to wear
their mini skirt cheerleading uniforms at the bus stop in sub zero weather on
the days the boys had a game. The older
and wiser cheer leaders wore sweat pants. But Susan’s generation of cheerleaders wore
mini-skirts. Something about school spirit, they claimed.
One seventh grader astutely declared that she thought the
boys should have to wear their basketball shorts on game days. Wouldn’t that be fair? The boys could shiver and turn blue, just
like the girls. And the girls could
whistle at the boys’ legs in the hall. I
liked her thinking, but the majority ruled.
I didn’t argue with Susan about it. Why start an argument with an adolescent? There’s
no future in it.
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