My oldest kid has always enjoyed attending School. Even when she was in the eighth grade, she excelled in both math and science, plus even spelling. When she started the eighth grade, she became seriously invested in local politics and her civic duty. My kid hated to be a hour late for class, and she never missed any college unless my hubby and I forced her to stay home. When our kid started to gripe and complain about the heating plans at college, I did not assume much about the issue. When she started to request to stay home, I thought the heating issue was entirely severe. I made an appointment with her educator, so I could check out the classroom atmosphere. Her educator and I met shortly before supper, and she was particularly nice. All of us met in the short hallway outside the classroom, and the temperatures were pleasant. When all of us stepped into that classroom, I knew exactly why our kid was complaining. The indoor air was chilly and so very cold. If our eyup were closed, I could have sworn that I was inside of a deep freeze refrigerator. I immediately felt bad for our kid and all of the other students. They must have been quivering. I told the educator that our kid was complaining about the oil furnace, and she did not look particularly shocked. I asked if someone was resolving the problem, despite the fact that she did not seem to feel there was an answer. The next day, I decided to make a visit to our brother, who is a senior member of the County School Board. I am going to get to the bottom of this problem, so the youngs students can concentrate on college and their activities.