Thursday, September 13, 2012

To Meet or Beat? It Was Tough

We had a meeting with the principal and the teacher involved in the M incident...I really, really like the principal. She was transferred over to M's new school right before the school year started and I was and still am happy about that. I feel like she listens to parents concerns and advocates for the students.

I wasn't impressed with the teacher at all. She said she felt horrible that M didn't feel comfortable enough to ask her to go to the bathroom. It's kinda like when someone says "I'm sorry you got your feelings hurt over what I said." Then she told us she talked to M and told her she could ask her to go to the bathroom anytime.  Sure, sure she can NOW. And maybe my daughter would have asked you in the first place if you hadn't TOLD the children that they couldn't go to the bathroom! My daughter was trying to follow directions, you stupid old hag! So don't act like it's her fault - you told them they couldn't go, they had to hold it and she tried!  She tried her hardest until she just couldn't hold it anymore.

Of course, the principle said that all teachers have now been informed that they should allow children to go to the bathroom. How nice, they're taking basic human needs into consideration now.

And that was it from the teacher.

That was the extent of her apology. Like, she WASN'T sorry that she let my child CRY without even checking on her! She WASN'T sorry she that she missed something that was so painfully obvious like WET PANTS!

IT IS ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS!

Of course, I tried to contain myself as much as I could. The hubby kept telling me the whole way there to calm down and not go into the meeting in attack mode.   He was so worried that I was going to cause a scene, go ballistic. He knows me too well.  Because I really could have - when it comes to my girls, I turn into beast mode. And the thought of my baby girl sitting at her desk, crying and then being told she was going to be ignored was enough to make me want to beat that teacher down.

So he did talk me down and I was contained. I made my point and no one got hurt. But it was hard. Especially since I think the teacher is full of it. Her explanation (to the principle, not to us because she didn't even address it) about not checking on M when she was crying was that she was in the middle of the lesson and was going to check on her when she was done but then M seemed fine.  That is total and absolute shit. She didn't just miraculously decide that peeing in her pants wasn't mortifying anymore - of COURSE she wasn't okay!

It's just a demonstration of how important it is to advocate for your kids. NO ONE is going to fight for them like you will. You have to be the biggest, loudest, strongest voice.  And I have no false illusions, that teacher couldn't have cared less about my concerns. But one thing is for sure - she won't ignore my kid ever again.

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