Setting forth on her high school journey

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It feels like people around the world are crawling out of their caves in earnest for the first time in two years. That’s a welcome fork in the road for society. The Rising Family™ is pushing onward in new directions, too. For example, Lady E. started her high school journey.

Ah, high school. Has it ever been easy to be teenager? I have many memories of high school, mostly good, but I cannot imagine what it’s like to be a teenage girl of today. In the years to come, I reckon Lady E. will have to contend with the perennial issues. Worrying about her appearance. How to deal with parents. Finding and making new friends. Academic performance and social status. General fretting about the future. I won’t get into the murky realm of personal relationships with the opposite sex because it’s still a question mark. I refuse to become the stereotypical overprotective-of-his-daughter dad. We have spent years giving her the tools she needs to make her own way, on her own terms. Fingers crossed that we’ve given her the best possible operating system of experiences, morals and mild philosophy. The coming years, and her own life adventures, will add the unique upgrades necessary for her independent life as an adult.

The inevitable comparison photo at a similar age.

While I was mulling how to mark Elena’s entry into secondary school, for whatever reason my mind turned to the 70s punk rock gods the Ramones. Seems I cannot forget the band's appearance in the Roger Corman classic “Rock n' Roll High School.” That movie debuted even before I went to high school, long before music videos and MTV / MuchMusic.

Its themes of jubilant youth and happy rebellion capture the spirit of how I wish Elena’s time in high school will be:
Being true to herself amid relentless peer and other social pressures.
Becoming daring yet kind.
Being unafraid to try new (non-intoxicating) things.
Enjoying the privileges of youth.

Ultimately, she will choose her own heading. But we’ll add course corrections along the way.
And clearly I cannot forget the Ramones:
  Well I don't care about history.
  Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school
  'Cause that's not where I want to be.
  Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school
  I just want to have some kicks….
  Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school

Bon voyage, Lady E., as you embark on a new stage of your life. 

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