Surviving September 1

I was planning my meetings for the end of August. One by one my good friends were rejecting the idea of drinking wine or coffee with me. It did look weird. They were rolling their eyes and saying that September 1 was approaching. They all had children of school age, I must say. I barely remember my September 1. It was always a mourning day to commemorate the end of careless summer vacations (that's what Urban Dictionary calls “Schoolaphobia” today). So I made a survey asking my friends what was most frightening about September 1. Here is what they answered:
- “getting up early morning, doing homework in the evening, long way to school and back”
- “I'm afraid I won't be able to help my kid with math. I've seen the math tasks for middle classes, they are so hard!”
- fund rising for school needs. Oh yes, don't you know parents should donate random amounts of money on various school needs apart from monthly school fees? If it's is a free public school, they should pay anyway.
- get a health certificate for the kid, buy school uniform, buy copybooks and pens and survive traffic jams on September 1.
The bravest ones said the only thing they're afraid of is the price for flowers on September 1. Oh yes, in post-Soviet countries we have this tradition of giving flowers to teachers on September 1, and a bunch of flowers usually costs a fortune if bought on that day.
Be brave, my dearest friends. See you in September after you pass the survival test of September 1.