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Signs of Spring


 

How do I know it’s Spring? High school musicals are in bloom. The enthusiasm of the performances will cheer you even if the weather does not. For ticket prices in the ten to fifteen dollar range, you can enjoy live musical theatre close to home. It’s a big bang for the buck and they usually sell yummy snacks during intermission. 

The jumping off point for performing arts at HCPSS can be found here. The theatre schedules for all the high schools is a Google doc. It’s not the easiest thing to read, but, at least it provides all the information in one place. You can purchase tickets for any of the shows at hcpss.booktix.com . I’m pretty sure that all performances county-wide are open seating. 

This weekend you have your choice of:

Atholton: Once Upon a Mattress 

Centennial: Legally Blonde

Long Reach: Sister Act

Oakland Mills: The Little Mermaid 

Wilde Lake: The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee

My apologies to all the musicals that went up before this. I just didn’t think of it until today. 

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About the school budget. The other day I commented:

I came away from last night wondering why they don’t start working on the next’s years budget as soon as they pass the current one. (If they do: tell me and I will edit this and apologize profusely.) 

Someone in a position to know was kind enough to share with me that Central Office staff start working on the budget in August (as many take vacations during July.)  Some departments are planning further ahead - - up to two years or more. My question remains - -  then why does the Board’s response to the budget give the impression of shock and surprise? 

That one I can’t answer. Nevertheless, I’m sorry for my error and will go back and add this information to my original post.  - - jam

Have a great Saturday! 


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