Ka-ching goes the school bell
By Angela Benfield
The beginning of the new school year is just around the corner, and anyone who has a child in school knows what that means: Dust off that Mastercard its time to go shopping.
Mom, I need new shoes for the first day of school, says my 10-year-old son.
I just bought you new sneakers last week.
But they werent meant for the first day of school. I want first day of school shoes.
He wants a pair of Vans. These are the ugly slip-on sneakers from the 80s that used to cost $5. Im not sure when (or why) they came back in style, but their cost has more than sextupled since then. At least they come in an array of colors and patterns now.
My daughter wants me to take her shopping for clothes. Shes 14, so its developmentally appropriate. I take her to Abercrombie & Fitch because thats where she asks to go. She picks out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Im no math whiz, but I immediately calculate the total cost to closely approximate my monthly rent payment.
Can someone please tell me whatever happened to a pair of good old Levis and a K-Mart T?
K-Mart sucks, Mom, she informs me. Ive heard that somewhere before.
I dont know how my children got so spoiled, but I am not taking the blame. I think it has something to do with their friends.
Bryan got a Wii!
Adeles dad has a boat!
Louis went to Italy for the weekend!
Sadies mother has a house in the Hamptons! It sleeps 14!
I just cant compete. Mom, are we poor? my son asks.
Yes, we are poor, I shoot back. We used to be rich, but I used all our money to buy school supplies.
I cannot believe what public schools these days expect parents to purchase. Between my two children, I am required to buy:
16 marble composition notebooks
6 loose leaf binders
5 packs of Post-it Notes
2 reams of graph paper
2 sets of markers
2 sets of colored pencils
4 packs of loose leaf paper (wide-ruled only)
2 sets of Sharpies
12 two-pocket folders
4 decks of index cards
And this list doesnt even include the Community Items that teachers respectfully demand from parents: rolls of paper towels, boxes of Kleenex, reams of typing paper, sponges, band-aids
youd think we live in a tax-free haven. I dont remember my mother ever sending me to school with hamster food or liquid soap. The occasional apple was all that was required.
When I went to school, I had one three-ring binder and one pencil (with the tip chewed so I could get more eraser out). That was it. The teacher didnt care what color notebook you had or if you used loose leaf paper or paper you tore out of a notebook. Imagine our graph paper was supplied by the school!
Its a Staples conspiracy, claims my friend Mary. Ill bet the school board goes long on Staples stock right before Labor Day
Then I spoke to another friend, whose wife is a teacher.
She has to go to Kinkos to make copies of tests because her school runs out of paper or the copy machine is broke for weeks at a time. Its amazing, he tells me.
She teaches in an area of Brooklyn that is mostly lower income, he added. I felt guilty for complaining, but just a little. At least my children go to schools where the teachers can rely on the parents for help.
Mom, my Razr is so day-before-yesterday. Can I get a new cell phone? my daughter asks.
Sure, I reply chipper as I can be while trying to keep my eyes from rolling upward. How about if this year you spend your allowance on school supplies, and Ill buy you the hottest, most gadget-laden new phone out on the market.
Now, thats a deal where I come out on top.