The PTO at the sprog’s school has decided that it’s OK to hold parents upside down and shake them until all of the money comes out.
Last week, the school had spring pictures (not to be confused with fall pictures, which were taken in September) and the fundraiser for the community adult literacy program. This week was the book fair. Profits from the spring pictures and the book fair go to the PTO for things like field trips, magazine subscriptions, fees for guest speakers at assemblies, and so forth.
Then, the PTO decided that it was going to run at a deficit, so the kids are now expected to sell junk food. I have problems with this, mostly because I don’t want the stuff in the house. Also, the people who contributed to the adult literacy fundraiser are the same ones who will be asked to buy junk food for this fundraiser. I e-mailed the PTO Mommy Brigade member to tell her that the sprog will not be participating in this one, because I disapprove of selling junk food. What I didn’t tell her was that I’m royally pissed off that the PTO apparently can’t work within its budget, and they think it’s OK to shake us down again.
The straw that broke the camel’s back is the “service project” where the kids will donate spare change to the Leukemia and Lymphoma society. Normally, I wouldn’t care, but this is the fifth fundraiser in two weeks and it comes attached to a pizza party for the class that raises the most money. Call me crazy, but it’s not a service project because it doesn’t teach kids to give because it’s a good cause; it teaches them that there should be something in it for them if they participate. In fact, each of these fundraisers comes with a pizza party for the class that sells the most or raises the most. The idea that the magazines they get each week and the library books and assemblies and field trips come from the money they raise isn’t addressed at all; it’s all about the goddamn pizza parties and pep rallies that get the kids wound up and eager to sell. Oh, and the sixth fundraiser is an expected contribution for the sprog’s teacher’s baby gift. I don’t mind that because it’s a personal thing, and I like the sprog’s teacher.
I’m debating whether to go to the next PTO meeting and bitch, but even if I do, nothing will change. It’s still the same PTO Mommy Brigade running things. But the checkbook has snapped shut, as far as I’m concerned. If they can’t get it together, I’m not going to bail them out.
Sorry about the lack of creative invective. I’m beyond furious.