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Today I decided to
do something I had been putting off for the last two weeks; buy the school
books. For next year.
Yes, I know. We’re not finished this educational year yet
and I’ve got next year’s hardbacks already boxed and waiting for collection in
the shop.
We get our school
booklist early. It’s great and it’s
horrible. Especially when school tours
are around the corner (I forked out €71 for three school tours) and our school
are also looking for pre-requisites to be paid in full before they break up for
their summer holidays on 28th June.
(Pre-requisites times three makes €232)
For those who are
not familiar with pre-requisites (or other requirements) these include
worksheets and photocopying, arts and crafts, some book rentals, and other miscellaneous
items.
And that’s before I
buy so much as a Pritt stick, an eraser, a shoe or a red school jumper.
Oh did I mention that my Junior Infant came
home a couple of weeks back minus his sports top? His brand new sports top? He is head, shoulders and chest above every
other child in his class and wore an age 8.
I bought his older brother a new one instead and now my Junior Infant is
wearing an age 9. With his name written in
Tippex on the front and back. On the outside. Over the school crest. (€23. Not
rounding up)
Which is why I decided
to get the school books before I began to cry at the absolute expense of it
all.
I clicked onto the
website of my choosing and added the various books for the three classes to my
online basket. I was buying books only. Copies and pencils and scrapbooks will be
purchased at a later date. Possibly the
week before they go back to school.
The school books
set me back €147 (rounding up) which, see above, is a great deal less than the
pre-requisites. I was delighted with
myself because I made a saving of almost €18 (again, rounding up) by opting not
to have them covered in store at the knockdown price of 0.95c a book.
Yes. Per book.
Like each.
Then I remembered
how absolute crap I am with a roll of sticky book covering stuff and
gulped. I threw a “Help” SOS onto
Facebook and was met with various options, none of which suited me because the
lady had already called and said the books were ready for collection, so I couldn’t
go elsewhere for free covering and/or free delivery.
It’s hard to
believe this is not my first time buying school books or indeed anything
on-line. I shouldn’t be allowed on
tinternet alone.
Then someone
suggested that I use the covers on this year’s books. Without having seen the covers on my kids’
books.
I may or may not
have mentioned previously how manky boys can be. Affectionate? Yes. Cheeky?
Usually. Manky? Always.
Most of the
current book covers could quite easily be used as cheese graters such is the state
of them.
There will be lots
of baby wipes used and I might treat the iron to its annual outing to melt out
all of the punctures holes from pencils.
*actually that
might work. Have I invented a school
savings hack?*
In the same way I find
tweezing the grey hairs out of my head therapeutic I have a sister who likes messing
about with sticky book covering stuff. I
might have a word with her.
Either that or
just use wallpaper.
Remember covering
your books with that? You were posh if
you had plastic covers in those days.
I really feel I should
add a disclaimer at the end. We are very
happy with the school. Our boys are very
happy there. I understand and accept that someone
somewhere has to pay for paper and insurance and floor cleaner for the
schools. It’s just such a pity the state
won’t do something more to address the cost of education.
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