Tomorrow morning, Mike is heading back to public school. If I were him, I’d be scared to death. If I were me, and was 16, I’d be scared to death to go to High School. High school was not all that fun for me. I was glad when it was over.
He seems to be looking forward to it, but admits he is nervous. I am not looking forward to the stress of him having homework and all the temptations to disappear after school is over in the afternoon, but if I’ve learned one thing, I’ve learned that you can’t MAKE a teenager do anything they decide they aren’t going to do.
So, I’ll sit back and watch his ride -- he’s driving -- his life his choice.
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