It's been almost a month since I last blogged. Blogging had lost it's sparkle for me for a little bit of time but now I'm back. I really missed blogging and find it very therapeutic. A couple of friends convinced me not to let a few bad apples ruin the bunch and encouraged me to start blogging again so here goes!
The month of October has been incredibly psychotic. We've had homecoming, birthdays, anniversaries, football games, volleyball (KJ's team made it to the finals in the Catholic School league only to loose to St. Rose by 3 points), lacrosse, pep rallies, band competitions, and even some visitors. It's all good.
Weird thing happened the other day. I was introduced to a friend of a friend, we started chatting, realized we had a few things in common, blah, blah, blah. This woman made a really strange, out-of-left-field comment that left me bewildered and somewhat defensive. We started talking about our children and she mentioned she had a child at such and such pre-school. I mentioned that I had worked there for 4 years and asked which class her child was in. She told me the name of the teacher and followed it up with, "I am SO not impressed." I was caught off guard and she kind of got my back up. I don't even know the lady she was referring to so it's stupid to feel defensive but I still felt like I had to make a comment or two. This mom then followed up her comment with, "I guess the only prerequisite to work at the pre-school is to have been a mom." I'm not sure what she thought Mother's Morning Out was supposed to be (Japanese lessons? French lessons? Fencing? Classical piano instruction?). Did she think someone with a doctorate is supposed to be teaching 2 year olds? It's only late October. Play-school's been in session what? Two months at best? The kids are still in transition. For many children this is the first time they've ever been away from their mom's. They're still adjusting to being dropped off for a couple of hours. Some kids have never had to share their toys before, some kids are still a little sleepy when they come in OR they're a little sleepy after lunch and really ready for that afternoon nap. I think a parent's attitude toward play/pre-school also goes a long, long way during the transition period. Margaret and I always told our parents to "drop and run" as bad as that sounds. The kids with parents who stood in the doorway and dragged out the daily goodbye were always the one that cried each and every morning. Anyway, as I said, I don't even know the teacher in question but that mom doesn't really seem to be helping the situation. If you're that unimpressed you have a couple of options: #1 talk to the teacher and let her know your expectations #2 talk to the school director and let her know your expectations #3 pull your kid out of school and look elsewhere.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
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I hear this frequently. Cracks me up.
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