The First Day

So, not a perfect first day but still a step up from last year. We were late due to horrendous traffic because of a tragedy with a police officer. Then, we start walking down the hallway as quickly as we can because he class is the last one. I notice the people standing still during announcements but some are walking so I keep going. Finally, a rude woman, I believe a teacher, says please stop. So I stop and say I'm sorry, we're new here. So she explains that we have to stop where we are during morning prayer. Not to be rude, but no one was praying while I was walking. So we are standing there and we start reciting the Our Father and then Hail Mary, I made sure to say them both very loudly so that woman would know what a good Catholic I am. Then we continued on to the classroom. I pick Nicholas up after school and start asking questions but he is just sitting there. So I stop and figure he'll tell me when we get home. We pull in the drive way and Bash is not that happy either. He had a problem with a boy in a soccer shirt who kept picking on him. A little while later Nicholas started crying and told me that his teacher yelled at him to sit down and that he hates school. He doesn't want to go there tomorrow. Yes, this is quite a story but last year, I couldnt' get him there because he was throwing a huge fit. What will happen tomorrow?