Once upon a time Elaine went to an open house for a nice, private, middle school with an excellent reputation. It seemed it would be a fine thing to go there.
Admission requirements, however, include writing the SSAT test, so she is, at this very moment, in the middle of a three-hour exam.
Poor wee thing!
I'm sure she'll do fine, as she is very good at the things they ask for, but still, it's an intense thing to do.
In my day, you know, we just went to the local school, but things (and location) have changed. We spent all last year looking for a high school for Arthur. We haven't even looked at other middle schools for next year, so it will be months before we make any sort of decision. Agony for one and all, really!
Edited to add: She's now home, and has fallen asleep over an Asterix book on the couch!