We embarked this week on our third college tour: the University of Central Florida. Aside from the uncharacteristically brisk weather (it was tough to pitch sunny Florida to the out-of-state potential students), it was a fine tour.
The informational session before the walking tour was helpful, and the student ambassador who led the tour was enthusiastic.
But I went into it with a chip on my shoulder. So did my son. Why? Because where he goes to college is turning into a huge battle. And I have a feeling neither of us is going to end up happy.
My son wants to go to UCF. Why? Because it's close to home.
I don't want him to go to UCF. Why? Because it's close to home.
I knew this clash was brewing when we went on our first tours. I was hoping that when he saw some other campuses, it would spark some interest. So far, that hasn't happened.
The thing with UCF is that he feels completely comfortable there. It's his father's alma mater, and we have season tickets to the football games. So we're there a lot.
And my son loves nothing more than the familiar.
So, during the tour, he pointed out all the pluses (I didn't think the fact that there is a Chick-fil-A on campus was a valid item to put in the "plus" column.) And I pointed out all the negatives (they weren't talking enough about academics, I thought.)
As my son and I quietly seethed, my husband was pointing out how many things had changed since he went to school there.
So we are exactly where we started on this college journey. Back to square one.
I'm the mom of a high school junior, and we are beginning the countdown to college. I'll have lots of hints, tips and stories about our journey.
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