Which, in teenage language, apparently means he “bombed”.

I’m still not fluent in teenager, but I’ve learned the most important phrases the hard way.

I do understand the immense pressure these kids are under. One preparatory year + two intense years of study all condensed into 13 exams that will determine their final IB Diploma result.

Both my husband and I went to what was then considered one of the best municipal schools in the world. Since then, the pendulum has swung from the era of our parents — where physical punishment was routine — all the way to today’s Swedish “flum school”, where everyone passes… even if they can barely read or write.

On a brighter note, my son and his classmates will finally get their grades and learn whether they passed the IB Diploma — just two weeks after graduation.

School really does prepare them for adult life, doesn’t it?

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