The Never Ending Elementary School Graduation Celebration

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You know what? The kids really should have a military fly over. We’ll have to do it for next year. Photo credit

I survived, which wasn’t a given at the outset. It may have been the longest, most trying week of my life, and there may have been some close calls, but never once did I put my head in the oven or blow my brains out as is the only reasonable response to the sheer lunacy that is the never ending elementary school graduation celebration. 

I have my battle scars, mostly on the inside, which is why no one can see them, but they’re there nonetheless. I have suffered. Suffered because the preparations for this one, not particularly momentous, year-end occasion really started back in September. It’s not just a week long marathon. The 4th grade graduation celebration is a blowout blitz a year in the making.

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I’m kinda surprised our ceremony didn’t look like this. Photo credit

When I first started receiving the non-stop emails from the PTA at the beginning of the school year I could handily ignore them because, one, I didn’t give a shit and, two, the festivities were 10 months away. But preparations start so early because in order to get the yearbook up to the proper PTA standards, the 4th grade yearbook committee has to hit the ground running in September.

Yes, I did say a yearbook. For 4th graders. The same fourth graders who are leaving the elementary school, walking two steps over and entering the middle school. Fourth graders who will be attending middle school with the same exact students with whom they attended elementary school. These fourth graders need a yearbook. Apparently, the PTA thinks the kids will forget everyone they’ve spent their entire academic lives with over the course of a few summer months. And, now, they will have such a yearbook to remember all the good times – when they went to the prom and got their driver’s licenses – with the kids they’ve always been stuck with and will continue to be stuck with for the remainder of their school days.

But it’s not just the yearbook. Perhaps the yearbook would be understandable or at least tolerable if it wasn’t for everything else. In addition to the yearbook for which I received no less than 25 emails and for which parents were told to submit at least 5 and as many as 20 photos of their precious children, there was the special 4th grade trip to a water park, the 4th grade pool party, the 4th grade breakfast, the 4th grade graduation ceremony and finally the fourth grade cheer on the last day of school.

Any one of these things would have been plenty. But six, six, celebrations? And no one of these events are ever your garden variety, run of the mill celebrations. No, they must be bigger and better than what any fourth grader should expect or deserve.

Take the water park trip for example. It’s not enough to skip a whole day of school, replacing it with a fun fest at a water park. No, the children must also be provided with t-shirts for their classmates to sign. Don’t get me wrong. It’s a cute idea, but when The Kid went through this whole ordeal a few years ago the 4th grade water park committee got a few econo-packs of two dollar Hanes, one-size-fits-all undershirts, threw them on the picnic table and said, “Have at it.” This year the committee decided to special order t-shirts emblazoned with the school emblem, each child’s name and each kid’s favorite team or sport’s figure number. And since I didn’t know any of this because I promptly delete all nonsensical school emails, they had to hunt me down and wrangle the information out of me. 

Then, there’s the pool party, which comes complete with a DJ, pizza and ice cream, and aside from the DJ, would be fine except that for all of these events parents are required to donate the supplies. I don’t have a problem with donating a watermelon or two, but with six events the requests are endless. It’s not the money aspect I object to either, it’s the running around and remembering and carting in of stuff on the correct day. Ain’t nobody got time for that. Or at least I don’t. I’m too busy trying to get my kids to pass school and be decent human beings, which really takes up an inordinate amount of my time. 

Maybe it’s just me because, apparently, there is no shortage of moms who will jump at the chance to run obsequiously behind their children in an attempt to make their little lives as wonderful and special as possible.

Finally, let’s consider the 4th grade graduation ceremony. Out of all the celebrations this is the only one that makes any kind of sense to me, but of course the 4th grade graduation celebration committee has to muck it up. This little shindig takes place on the second to last day of school and runs an excruciating two hours. TWO hours. I think it’s longer than my college graduation.

The ceremony is two hours because that’s how long it takes to scroll through the entire contents of the yearbook, which is projected onto a large screen in the auditorium and set to a saccarine soundtrack so that every parent in the room can bear witness to every blessed thing every blessed 4th grader in the entire blessed school has done in his or her life, well, up until the age of ten, anyway. Can you imagine how long it will be come eighth grade?

Then there’s the awards. Oh, the awards. And trophies. And certificates, and finally the kids are given their copy of the yearbook, which comes with a commemorative DVD so we can relive these memories at home.

I’m not sure how the committee can make it more extravagant for next year. Maybe the kids will start arriving on their last day in limos.

It feels like this only 10 times more explosive every day for 2 weeks. Photo credit

Just bear with me a little longer. The fun is almost over. The fanfare culminates on the last day of school when the 4th graders march out of the school building to all the parents cheering for them. I actually do like this little celebration. It’s the only one I like. I like it because it’s the only one that is proportional and appropriate to the situation.

Of course by this point the kids have been worked into such a frenzy that they are all in tears. The excessive fanfare has them convinced that life after 4th grade is over. If the committee’s objective was to  leave the 10-year-olds as grief-stricken, emotional wrecks, they have succeeded.

I’d also like to take this opportunity to note that over the course of the non-stop celebrations no two events ever take place on the same day. I might be off the mark here, but to me it makes sense to have the graduation ceremony on the last day of school followed by the cheer since all the parents are already in attendance. Plus, it’s the actual last day when no work is going to be done anyway. Then, as the parents are already home and the last day is a half daythe graduation could be followed up with the pool party. Instead, the school events require one or possibly both parents to take a day off of work, and in this case two for the fanfare accompanying their 10-year-old’s graduation. Well, if they want to be good parents anyway.

With all this extraordinary excess I am left wondering, how much can we celebrate these kids? 

The answer seems to be endlessly, which may go toward explaining why students in the U.S. rank 24th in Math and 17th in Science but rate number 1 in confidence.

I’m also left asking why the school can’t just be the school and the parents the parents – preferably of their own children? I don’t object to how anyone wants to celebrate with their kids. I just don’t want to be subject to it. That’s all.

Now I must offer you my sincerest apologies for the length of this post, but I felt it was the only way to give you a true sense of what I went through. Now you know how it feels. 

P.S. I was true to my word when I said my Schooled post was part of a series examining every aspect of the ridiculousness that goes on in the schools. I’m an equal opportunity ridiculousness basher. So there you have it.

P.P.S. I forgot to mention the 4th grade legacy gift. Each year the graduating class of 10-year-olds presents a fairly useless but expensive gift to the school. One year it was score board for the gym. The school doesn’t have any teams, and no sports matches are ever played in the school gym. The end.

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37 thoughts on “The Never Ending Elementary School Graduation Celebration”

  1. Holy shit. Makes a really good case for home schooling. Sounds like you either need to move, or start really psyching yourself up for the high school graduation. I send my sympathies. Deep breath, shot of JD, deep breath…

    1. What? Leave and miss out on all this great blog fodder? I will have to take up drinking as a hobby, though, in order to survive so thx for the advice. After all this (in 15-20 yr) I’m moving to Paris where they would never tollerate any of this. Or the Caribbean where they wouldn’t give a f%#ck.

  2. Well I don’t know about you but I need a drink after that one! They get so wrapped up in the ‘importance’ of it all. WTF, when I went from elementary to High school (Australia is different) there was nothing! Zip, seeya, have a nice life.
    I think ‘we’ go overboard. Kids have no other job in life than to go to school and learn, and yet it gets treated like they’ve laid the golden egg! I truly believe it takes the shine of an actual graduation, like high school then college. Ok off the soap box.

  3. Are you KIDDING me?! It’s the 4th grade for crying out loud!!!! I’m so incredibly screwed when it’s my turn, aren’t I? Because by then, it will have gone to a whole new level of crazy. 🙁

    Thanks for the laugh. I’ve been MIA lately – 2-week vacation and mega blog issues – and I have missed your blog!!!!

  4. It’s hard to imagine it getting crazier b/c what else can they do – other than take the whole class to the Caribbean as a celebration for f%#cking passing the 4th f%#cking grade – so yeah you’re screwed. Kidding. I think it really depends on where you live. We happen to live in crazytown.

  5. Are you serious? I know I don’t have kids, but I WAS a kid at one time and all that hoopla would have annoyed me to no end. Even as an adult I can’t sit for 3 2 hours for a ceremony, even if the whole thing was honoring me. For us elementary school ended at 6th grade and there was no ceremony. Our ceremony was summer break and no school. This. Is. Ridiculous. At least you can blog about it instead of drinking yourself into stupor, although I would think both would be acceptable at this point.

  6. Here, our kids change schools preK>K, 5>6, 8>9… even though the middle and high schools share a building. We did preK elsewhere and had a little ceremony with punch and cookies after. That SO did not prepare us for the next go-round. I remember trying to explain to Hubby all the pomp and circumstance of 5th grade graduation, or “moving on”. He exclaimed at the culminating ceremony: “Wow! This is great! So which kid has the parents that think this is as far as he goes and feel the need for all THIS?” Yes, he calls them like he sees them.

    Glad you survived. Now take a deep breath and start bracing yourself – you only have a few years before the next onslaught.

  7. Holy cappola! We didn’t even have this much pomp and circumstance crap for my son’s Special Olympics Field Day with 5 schools participating! I guess I better start saving now for his 4th grade graduation.

    1. I didn’t have this much fanfare for my H.S. graduation. They handed me a diploma & said, “Don’t let the door hit you on the a$$ on the way out.”

  8. This sounds like such a headache!! And, who pray is bearing all the cost, whether they actually want to or not! Wow! You’re so right that we’re just screwing up our priorities!

    1. Thank you my newest bestest friend. It’s so refreshing to meet others of like mind, isn’t it? AND I almost wrote that same exact line – that PTA stands for Pain in The Ass, but I didn’t want to hear it from those who are in the PTA. I mean some people are just trying to help out. I joined a committee once b/c I thought I should do my part & then I saw how it operated & I was like never again. It’s the people who are running it that are the real problem.

  9. Good God that is ridiculous! I cannot even fathom sitting for a 2 hour graduation where they go thru the yearbook. Seriously my son who will be a 4th grader next year would just refuse to go and I would of course support that decision 100%. Your PTA people need to get a job and learn about the real world a little bit.

  10. I totally agree with the learning thing, cause that’s not happening enough. But can I say that I wish we had all that fun crap going on when we were that age? WTHeck is up with that? It’s 4th grade and it seems better than my high school graduation was!

  11. Wowzers. Yeah, that seems…ahem…excessive. I bet the parents who are in charge of all this extra crap are a real joy to deal with, too. Yes, that experience warrants a long post, and possibly therapy.

    And now…on to 5th grade. Aren’t you excited? 🙂

    Glad to have found your blog! Found you on the I Don’t Like Mondays hop.

  12. Thank you for your sympathy & compassion. And, I’ve already seen the future (my daughter has been through 5th grade) and more blog posts will be forthcoming.

  13. Ok, I thought my town was crazy. Nope. You win. My daughter is in college and we somehow missed the onslaught of graduating every grade and the celebrating of every freaking “accomplishment”. It’s a relatively new phenomenon. She didn’t even have a kindergarten graduation (gasp).

      1. That made me laugh so hard, I peed a little. My nephew had a pre-K graduation and I’m buying presents and cheering and my daughter is all, “Seriously?! WTF!” The no kindergarten graduation may have scarred her a little. Oops.

  14. Oh, I feel for you! They start the celebrations so early! My daughter had a “stepping up” celebration going from Pre-K3 to Pre-K4. That’s right, preschool. The response of parents was REE-DONK-U-LOUS! There bouquets of balloons shaped as owls that said “to a wise graduate”.
    Dude, they still mess up their ABC’s AND their underwear on occasion!
    Our children are going to grow up thinking that getting up in the morning is cause for celebration. Goodness me!
    Love this post and found you over at Finding the Funny, and I did indeed find you very funny!

    1. Hey, thanks. And you know what? You are my Kind of Crazy! I will have to stop by b/c I love crazy people.

      Also, truer words have never been spoken. It IS Ree-donk-u-lous.

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