Taming the paper tiger
I'm not sure when I started hating paperwork. I think I snapped some time in my 30s after the kids arrived and life got complicated. Up until that time, I dutifully and neatly filled out every form that was sent my way and turned it in on time. I was a very Good Grrrl.
Then I became a mother and the paperwork covered my desk faster than ants on a sugar cube. Medical info remains the most in demand: health records for the school nurse, health records for the teacher, health records for the Boy Scouts, health records for the Girl Scouts, health records for gymnastics, health records for soccer, health records for softball, health records for camp, health records for daycare, and of course, health records for the doctors that insist they need to be "updated" every time you cross the threshold into the clinic.
Second to health records are permission slips. Permisson to ride the bus, to ride in the van, to stay after school, to receive a required vaccination, to go home with a friend, to participate in art club, to be in drama club, to join Odyssey of the Mind, to go on a field trip, to access the Internet, to participate in a fundraiser, to sell cookies for the Girl Scouts, to go on a Scout campout, to do the activities planned for the scout campout, to go swimming in a pool, and on and on and on.
Then there's the policy statements to be signed for Internet access, camp, school, and the bus. The forms requesting information on parents, the call for volunteer forms, the school directory forms, and the emergency contact forms. Let's not forget the annual school registration and application form.
Of course there are forms to buy things too: sweatshirts, t-shirts, tote bags? Scholastic Books? Yearbooks? School pictures? Gift wrap? Poinsettias? Dinner? BBQ? Scout uniforms?
And then there's the tests and report cards to sign and the various other bits and pieces of paperwork that are unloaded from the kids' backpacks every day.
E, who has made a career as a civil servant, is unfazed by paperwork. He doesn't understand my eye-rolling and resentment. At this point in the school year, I've had ENOUGH, and yet I get inundated with more paperwork so the school office can get a jump on next year.
For at least 15 years we've heard about the wonders of electronic data bases and information sharing and the inevitability of a paperless office. I think those are pipe dreams, just like a colony on the moon.
What do you think?
May 9, 2007
Reader Comments (8)
I know just what you mean V!!!
I once read a tip from a fellow mom regarding permission slips: apparently, her child's school used the same form every time, so she just wrote in all the unchanging information once, made copies of it, and only filled in the changing information and put a fresh signature on the bottom of the slip for each new trip.