As requested....
Middle school is going well for Jacob. We are at the end of the first quarter and so far, so good.
There have been no demerits. No detentions. No teacher phone calls.
I can't remember the last time that has happened. In fact, I don't think that has ever happened.
His grades are good. The friends are still calling. He is participating in after school activities.
My only complaint is that he keeps us waiting at pick-up because he is slowly sauntering out with three or four others and laughing and chatting and high-fiving as he gets in the car.
There's a dance next week. He might even go. With his friends. You know, if they decide it's cool to do that.
I see last year's teachers around the school and they have finally started speaking to me again and are constantly inquiring about Jacob. My gut instinct is to think they are doing it just so they can find out it went horrible awry and they can feel all smug and right about our last conference, but I have had to let that go. I just can't go on hating those women. I see them too often. I like to think maybe they just finally decided to care. In any case, I have forgiven them.
I mean, if it weren't for them Jacob would likely still be at that Christian school being the rich kids' whipping boy. If they hadn't handled things the way they did, I would never have questioned where he needed to be. It had to escalate to that point to make me see he had to leave.
I have always wondered why God would not answer our prayers regarding that situation.
Now I see he did.
Jacob is finally where he needs to be.
I miss those little babies......Still crazy about my boys (and girl) but, ya'll, girls are HARD...
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Crazy
Dear Crazy French Lady,
I just wanted to let you know that my daughter's party invitation was somehow misplaced between your house and her backpack. We would really have loved to have attended, especially since it's all your child has been talking about for weeks. I hear it's to be a big shindig. The rest of the parents and children have been filling us in. They, of course, are also surprised to learn of our missing invitation. It renders them speechless.
I know the invitation must have been lost because surely you, as a teacher, would NEVER have excluded ONE child from your fancy party. I am sure, also, you realize that if you send the invitations to school you have to send one to everyone in the class, it's in the handbook after all. You did read it didn't you? Sounds like such a petty little rule, but it is Christian school. Don't we want to include everyone, show the love of Jesus? I mean, that IS the proper thing to do, isn't it?
Crazy French Lady, I don't really know what your deal is, but I have a very sad little girl on my hands today. If you don't want my daughter at your house, fine, just teach your own daughter to keep her mouth shut when you blatantly exclude others from the fun. As a teacher, you should already know the heartache this causes. As a parent, well, I guess you can see how it is come April when your invitation gets lost in the mail.
Sincerely,
The Crazy Lady Who Will Never Put Her Kids in French Class
I just wanted to let you know that my daughter's party invitation was somehow misplaced between your house and her backpack. We would really have loved to have attended, especially since it's all your child has been talking about for weeks. I hear it's to be a big shindig. The rest of the parents and children have been filling us in. They, of course, are also surprised to learn of our missing invitation. It renders them speechless.
I know the invitation must have been lost because surely you, as a teacher, would NEVER have excluded ONE child from your fancy party. I am sure, also, you realize that if you send the invitations to school you have to send one to everyone in the class, it's in the handbook after all. You did read it didn't you? Sounds like such a petty little rule, but it is Christian school. Don't we want to include everyone, show the love of Jesus? I mean, that IS the proper thing to do, isn't it?
Crazy French Lady, I don't really know what your deal is, but I have a very sad little girl on my hands today. If you don't want my daughter at your house, fine, just teach your own daughter to keep her mouth shut when you blatantly exclude others from the fun. As a teacher, you should already know the heartache this causes. As a parent, well, I guess you can see how it is come April when your invitation gets lost in the mail.
Sincerely,
The Crazy Lady Who Will Never Put Her Kids in French Class
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