My husband and I recently moved from Durban to Joburg with our 2 little boys, one of whom is approaching Grade 1. When we started looking for a school for him we had no idea what we would have to go through. WOW what a mission, what a process! We’re still in it and waiting. This is what we’ve had to do so far:
We researched and found 2 schools we were interested in. After discovering that they only accepted pupils living within a certain km radius, we decided to move homes to be closer to the schools. Lucky for us we found one close to both.
We had to fetch application packs from each school and then collect extensive documentation for both parents with certified copies of Ids, birth certificates, clinic cards, proof of residence and then initialize every page.
Start queueing at 4am or camp out!
The schools set aside 3 days for submissions which they say they only accept on a first come first served basis. This means that if you are number 13 in the queue your child will be number 13 on the list.
When I queried this with the schools, I was told most parents start lining up outside the schools from about 4 am to ensure they are first on the list
So we found a family member to look after our kids while my hubby and I went to wait in line at 4am. We each chose a different school. When I got there I was no 3 while he found he was no 6 in line already!
I discovered that most of the other parents queueing with me had done the same as us. Their partners were also waiting in line at other schools in the region, with some who had people who had camped out the night before.
Thank goodness the gates at the school opened for submissions at 5.30 am. When it was my turn however I discovered I had another questionnaire to fill out, one the Education Department had forgotten to insert in the original submissions packs.
At least I managed to get it all done. What a relief that stage one is over
Waiting game begins
It’s over but its not, as we were told that we have another 4 months to wait, before we will know whether our son has been accepted or not. What happens to those who aren’t? Do they have to start all over again?
The lengths we as parents have to go to make sure we get the best for our kids. Why does it have to be so hard? What about parents that can’t move houses and find someone to look after their kids so they can queue at 4am? This really doesn’t seem fair
What do you think and can you relate to my experience? Is it the same in other parts of the country outside of Gauteng?