When my three sons were little this was my least favorite time of the year. School supply time. I bought the basics all summer for awhile, but then I had to stop because the lists became so specific that I was wasting my money. Back then we didn’t get the lists until right before school started, when you pre registered your kids.

So, a week or two before school I was frantically trying to find specific brands of pencils, pens, notebooks, binders, glues, folders  (and those had to be specific colors too), crayons, dictionaries, calculators, and on and on. Sometimes teachers had items on the list not even made by manufacturers listed.

And I, who learned how to prove theorems and construct pentagrams and calculate sines, cosines, and tangents all without ever owning a calculator by the time I graduated high school, I resented those calculators. I knew then that they weren’t aids that helped my young sons think and learn, at that age they were crutches.

No one will ever convince me otherwise. I needed calculators in college level math and physics. I was so much better off without them in school. Believe it or not, when I took my first trigonometry class at college level, the instructor would not allow us to use calculators on an exam, and I was fine with that. When I sat down to take those exams, because I understood triangles, sines, cosines, and tangents, I could remember and use any formula I needed myself, specific to each problem.

When I took chemistry in college there was even a calculator for that. I was the only one in the class who didn’t have one, because I couldn’t afford it and the tuition too. My kids were in high school then, and on the way to school one of my sons drilled me on the elements, and on the formulas and basics I had to know. I was the only one in that class to get an A, and the next year when my son took chemistry in high school he easily made an A as well.

Calculators are useful, but we have allowed them and computers to become crutches, and critical thinking skills have suffered. I learned to problem solve from math classes, a skill that has served me well in all areas of my life. Could it be possible that some of the problems our children have with anxiety these days is partially caused by the fact that we no longer teach them the tools to cope with life, as well as solve an Algebra problem?

The ability to think logically and analytically is a crucial skill, and we need it. Maybe we have a bunch of young adults running around feeling threatened by actual free and different thought and expression and opinions because they only know how to emote, not really think deeply.

So, one of my two main pet peeves with the schools, and teaching, was ridiculous school supply lists, and the second was projects. I still believe that some of the stupid, expensive projects kids have to make are just excuses for teachers not to teach while kids construct fake nuclear devices out of the $200 worth of materials I had to find back in the day when there was no Walmart after work. And no Amazon. I’m sure now it’s all climate change model stuff, and back to the topic of the post now, that can be for another time, Stupid Expensive School Projects.

I just saw a comment from one parent about her kid having to buy one specific and expensive Thesaurus because the teacher loved it. It was a deluxe model and cost way more than the basic thesaurus that would have been fine. I also saw parents comment on a number of items their kids never even used during the school year.

Several parents named a protractor. Good grief, sometimes I used mine so much that it would break and my mom would get me another one. And I was in junior high school then, what they call middle school now, at one of the worst schools in the city. I’m just guessing, but I think I probably learned more then, at that school, than private schools often teach now.

And I base that opinion partially on my own kids parochial school education. Often, I demanded that they show their work on math problems, rather than just the answer. I made them stick with units, knowing that just a numerical answer without a unit of measure was jibberish. I made them re-write English assignments and compositions, even when teachers accepted less than stellar work.

And those skills I used to push and tutor my own kids, most of them I learned by junior high school from good teachers, not in the college classes I later took. Indeed, I was often shocked in college classes at how little some instructors cared for detail, accuracy, and good sentences and paragraphs. When I was in school, if you had to write a paper for history class it was usually going to get almost as much scrutiny for form, punctuation, and spelling as the English teacher would give it. It made us better.

I used to be a manager at Staples, and I hated this time of year from the other side of the list, the retail employee trying to help frazzled parents on their ridiculous, demanding, and unnecessary school supply treasure hunt. One poor mother had the usual page long list, and in addition to all the specific supplies, paper towels, wipes, etc. listed, at the end the teacher had asked each parent for a cartridge for her laser printer, somewhere in the neighborhood of $80 if I remember correctly, on top of all the other stuff, including the scientific calculators that weren’t cheap.

This poor mother had tears in her eyes and was at the end of her rope when she saw what it was, and told me she had other children to supply as well. I told her to ignore the item and get what her kid had to have. I know teachers have no money in the school budgets for things like printer ink, and I know that they spend a lot of their own money on the classroom and kids. But parents are not able to be an open pocketbook either.

I well remember the frustration I felt at having three very different lists to fill at the last minute. I was spending at least $60 per kid in elementary school, and way more when they went to high school. That was a lot of money for us, and worse for many others.

Anyhow, I know lots of us here are grandparents, and help out, at least with money, on these lists. I thought it would be interesting to hear your experiences and strange items on the lists. Having googled this before doing my own post, as well as working at Staples, I know I’m not alone in hating this time of year, and the lists.

When I was a kid, we really went to school on the first day with a cigar box our mothers somehow cajoled out of the stores for us. In it we had a couple of those thick pencils you used for a couple of years when you were learning to write, a box of eight crayons, a brown bottle of Elmer’s glue, the kind with the sponge on the top, and scissors. That was it.

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