As I was driving out of the city this morning I heard a radio segment about the nail-biting, byzantine process of getting your kid into pre-k in NYC. PRE-K. Parents whose kids got one of the 32 spots among hundreds of applicants in one PUBLIC SCHOOL went out to celebrate afterwards. WIthout their kids. That’s the situation. Don’t even get me started on that.
But as an admitted self-hating driver who was at that moment driving through the Bronx on my way up to the Saw Mill, I realized that they make it easier to drive into and out of NYC than they do to get your kid into public school.
I’ve never been considered an idealist but I’d say things could be better here.
Art credit: Anibal Vallejo