Just got back from taking my DD to an open house weekend at her prospective school. She's already accepted but we hadn't had time to go through the school until this weekend. I had no qualms, but she confessed that she had a few. All of them disappeared after we first set foot on Campus at Western Carolina University.
She loved it; I loved it. I can't imagine a better place for my baby girl to get serious about education and her future. The kids I met--every single one of them--looked happy, engaged, and get this--were actually incredibly polite and forthcoming.
Besides all that, it just felt right. A perfect fit. She didn't even want to come home, and I could hardly blame her. I want to go back to college myself. She wasn't too interested in Construction Management as a major, but I spent entirely too many of my formative years as a paralegal working on construction litigation lawsuits not to appreciate it. I asked her if she thought we could be roomies--she snorted--loudly. I took that as a no. I'm intuitive like that.
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Too bad her school isn't on the other side of Raleigh. That way we could visit like we did when I was shuffling mine back and forth to school. I guess we'll just have to plan a day for me to come over.
That would be perfect. Although, you could just drive this way and we could ride together out to Cullowhee. It's awfully nice there and we do get to go through Asheville--which is always a great place to spend an afternoon--and some big bucks.
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