infamous report card pick up day
MAN...It used to be like this...ok ya'll...this is for the parents fo sho...I'm extremely pissed and had to get this off my chest...what better way to do it than to write a blog about it. Yesterday was report card pick up day....so i stroll up to the school cafetria to meet with my 14yr old son's principal and alllll of his teachers. The first 3 steps into the cafeteria after opening the door was"ohh yeah I'm so glad yo made it here...i need to talk to you.." so i'm like ok..let me sign in, get his report card and go holla at this duo of teachers at one table. It was almost like the Spanish Inquisition....I sat there like I was the one in school with my mouth closed and hands underneath the table...Got blasted for about 10 minutes starting with how smart he is and how helpful he is and how well he articulates his words for 30 secs then....oh damn that boy will just not stop talking in my classroom...always in some girls face or vice versa..(my genetic curse on him)...always walking someone to their class and tardy coming to my class for the remaining 9.5 mins...so after my first thrashing...i grudginly get up to go to my second a** whoopin of the day.....Honor Math teacher Mrs. S...greeted me with the "sometimes i could hug your son one day and kill him the next"...I didn't even want to encourage that kind of thinking so I used the "well let's work in a partnership" speech that always works to give the teacher assurance that you have their back at home...whewww that one didnt take as long because he did get a B in her class too...so off i go to the next round of what I can now unaffectionately call the "Parent Trap"...no not like the movie... real lifel stuff..Next for me to subjugate myself to was hi World Histry teacher...standing a masculine 5'3 or so to shake my hand and said..."oh, your son and I can't see eye to eye...(It took everything in me to not laugh in his face since my son is about 6'3 ans 240lb)....so I let him ramble on about how he doesn't turn in his homework all the time or he's late to his class and politely excused myself because he doesn't even have him anymore this year and i needed to speak to 2 more teachers....but he had a less than acceptable grade in his class....so im next on the chopping block for Honors Physics...A teacher from India...very interesting language barrier indeed for everybody....whose statements are basically consistent with every other teacher anyhow....so after a few comlimentary nods and verbal" oh ok's" i bounced from that meeting.....he brought that grade up anyway...last one of the day...Honor English was the last class...3 min in that meeting...he got an A...teacher said...he's one of his best students but still said...when he's done...he still talks in his class too much.... all in all all these people are telling me everything that I know about my own kid...he's bright, likes the ladies, they like him, talks too much and he's slow...I had to endure all of that just to pick up a damn report card that said he's still a good student especially for attending an honors program school on a grading scale where 92% is a "B". However..I appreciate all the knots that I took remembering that I was a kid at one time...BUT since two grades dropped and he missed too much work...and talked too much..and he was lazy at the house...I ending up taking his cell phone and putting his butt on punishment anyway.....LOL....funny how things work out sometimes...isn't it? Man, I just love those report card pick up days...I should have just let them mail me that crap in the first place...hindsight is 20/20!!
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I laughed at this one!Just about choked on my lunch. Reminded me of the time I went. If you would of asked me, I would of told you not to go, and saved you from all that *teacher advice*. Oh well you will know better next time. You did remember to give them your address to send the report cards to, right? Just so you know sweety, they do grow up. Enjoy your children and both of your experiences along the way. Hugzz T
I think your son sounds like a typical 14 year old!
Regarding your comment on my blog...THANK YOU!!! I really appreciate your feedback.
lol...thanks Whisp....I know that you're a veteran parent with grandkids so your advise is well received...I know kids are going to be kids..in the Us and in OH Canada, eh! smile
girly_girl, he certainly is but i was pissed anyway..im a typical parent too! smile..and you're welcome
Your son sounds a lot like me when I was growing up. The talking too much, the girls, the good grades, all that.
After evaluating myself over the years after high school. I realized two things. I talked too much because I was bored with the pace of the class. Students learn at different rates and he probably finishes his work before a lot of students do, so he's prone to talk out of boredom. You might want to try buying him some books (they have to be somewhat cool) to read to keep him out of trouble. Teachers like telling a kid to stop doing something they like to do, but they don't offer any other alternative because they are busy with other students.
The second thing I realized about myself is that although I could have made better grades than I did (I still managed to be an A/B student), I relaxed a bit to maintain a certain level of cool. Maybe he is experiencing the same thing. Girls don't like geeks until they turn into men that are millionaires, so we go out of our way sometimes to stay likable in the eyes of the ladies.
Just some tips from a fellow father.
A lot of those classes
sorry about the spill over at the end of the last post. I should have cleaned up better.
rich...certainly your words have more than a passing ring of truth in them. I appreciate the advice and will give him a substitute book to take to school for those in between moments...the being cool theory makes a ton of sense but the school that he attends is a school for gifted students. To not get good grades is a tougher situation. Good Stuff indeed rich..much appreciated
yeah...the whole talks too much sounded like me...i showed those teachers though! I majored in communications and got a damn degree!!!...what??
hahahaha..thanks sheletha..though my son aspires to be a marine biologist..homeboy needs to have great skills talking to dolphins..yeah...u showed them, u go girl..mad props to you
LOL, From experience, he sounds like a mirror image of you. He can't help what he has,gives or does..lol But, like you said hindsight is 20/20. I would defenitely have it mailed next time. And, give him back his cell phone. He is an honor student and only 14. Cut him some slack.
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