Ryley worked his tail off his sophomore year at CFHS. He was bound and determined to have a GPA higher than 3.5. About two weeks ago he came home from school and proudly handed me an invitation to the high school's Academic Letter Award Ceremony. It is an award given to those who maintained a 3.8 GPA the previous school year. He lettered in academics. I thought the only letters they handed out for academics were the ones you see every quarter on a report card. Times sure have changed.
Of course Chris and I were so happy for him and looking forward to him receiving his award. But Ryley had a different idea. He did not want to go to this ceremony...he would have rather stayed home and hang with his "peeps." He protested that he did not work hard just to get an award, he worked hard to make us proud of him and the grades he showed us on his report card should be good enough...why does he have to walk across a stage? He claims that he has friends that received the Letter in the past and that the ceremony was just a waste of time...it takes forever...and nobody ever shows up for these things. I hate arguing with a teenager. But knowing that opportunities like this are dwindling down (after all, he is the youngest and will graduate in 2011), he WAS going to this ceremony and he WILL put on dress pants, shirt and tie (the invite said it was semi-formal dress).
Pouting and not speaking to us (he had his iPod plugged into his ears) we drove the mile to the school. For "nobody ever showing up to these things" the parking lot and auditorium were sure crowded. We found some seats together-he sat in between us-and we waited for the ceremony to begin. After the Pledge was recited and the Star-Spangled-Banner sung, I heard the they faint sound of music in my right ear. The child had his iPod plugged in. After giving him that "mom look", he reluctantly took it out of his ear and put it away, but out came the phone so he could text his "peeps" as to how his parents are torturing him by making him sit through this. I give up.
The guest speaker a student who was the the President of the schools' SCA (I'm still trying to figure out what it stands for). She gave a wonderful speech about the 150 year history of the "Letter." Did you know the tradition of the "Letter" began at Harvard to those who participated in sports? She went on to say how she was happy to be in a room full of nerds (maybe that is why Ryley didn't want to be there). But I think what stuck with me the most was when she mentioned that while it is tradition to letter in a sports activity, it is a team effort-there is no "I" in "team." However there is an "I" in "academics." The Academic Letter was something they earned all by themselves.
The time had finally come to sit for hours while the students names were read and they walked across the stage to get their award. All applause was to be held until the end. It wasn't like there was a pause between each name read, kids came up quickly, one right after the other. The hours that Ryley expected to be there really turned out to be about 30 minutes. Guess he can't say "I told you so."
When his name was called, I sat there with camera in hand to take that one awfully dark, out of focus and far away picture that we all have in our scrapbooks. It may not be the greatest picture, but I think the main subject of the photo is :)