Never Tell Your Kid: No One Told you to Go to School in New York Apr 18 '00    Write an essay on this topic. Tweet Because I hear that one all the time. I'm broke and things here are obscenely expensive, and I'd be rail thin except for the fact that really fattening food here is cheap, so I haven't died yet, but I hate it here. I live in a crack-den called the ST. George Hotel. It's in Brooklyn, a lot of schools send kids to live here, but I know Juvenile Halls that are more posh. But, and this is the great thing, my mother routinely reminds me that it's my fault. "No one told you to go to school in New York." If your child is unhappy at their current school, this is not the time to remind them that it's their fault. This is not the time to gloat and say "I told you so," nor is it the time to ignore their pleas. Its the time for you to be the adult, and come up and see what's going on with your child, and help him or her all that you can. If you can't come up, send them a gift, a little something to let them know you're thinking of them. It sounds corny, I know, but carepackages rock. Send them food and toys and video tapes of the TV shows they're missing, with newsletters about what's going on, and cookies and posters and their favorite child blanket (if it's not already at school with them). Call them every Sunday, unless they've made it clear they don't want to hear from you. Let them know that they always have a home to come to, and that you'll be there. Because if you don't, they'll find something that will always be there, like drugs, alcohol, and crime. So, just yesterday I bought my second bong (it's device used to facilitate marijuana smoking) and I haven't been to school in about two months, and I just figured that I won't call my mother, cause I don't want to hear her announce that she didn't tell me to go to school in New York...because I would have to respond that she didn't tell me not to, either.

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