by KATE HUNTER
Wherever I go, it’s all I’m hearing …
‘Have you ‘done’ the schoolbooks yet?’
‘Did you hear Officeworks at Windsor still has a few rolls of One Direction Con-Tact in stock?’
‘There’s a girl up the road who will cover exercise books for a dollar each (plus Con-Tact).’
‘That cute online sticky label company is offering free delivery on orders over $50!’
And on and on. It’s the song of January. The schoolbooks! Cover the schoolbooks! Crack out the Dymo and label the pencils – if you’re lucky you might get the super skinny tape that’ll fit along the side of a Staedtler 2B perfectly. But you gotta be quick.
I sang the song too, once. I’m a back to school veteran and I’m here to tell you something shocking. Brace yourselves.
THERE IS NO NEED TO COVER SCHOOLBOOKS.
No, there is not. Unless you love doing it – and there are some stationery addicts (my sister is one) who love nothing more than staring at a neat pile of perfectly Con-Tacted exercise books and neatly labeled pencils. It’s like some people find satisfaction in the sight of clean washing on the Hills Hoist. I don’t understand it, but I accept it.
If book covering does it for you, go ahead, contact yourself into a frenzy.
BUT if you’d rather paint your toenails and you resent the expense, then rise up with me and refuse to do it. Your child’s academic success and social acceptance will not be compromised. I’m reasonably sure Mrs Einstein didn’t spend hours ensuring Albert’s book covering was bubble-free, but I could be wrong.
It’s a brave move, resisting the covering movement. Certainly, there may be whispers in the staff room, ‘Gosh, did you notice Sally’s slackarse mother sent her along with naked exercise books again?’ I can live with that, and you can too.