Okay so last night the picture got the best of me. Sooo...I wrote a nice little note to Mrs. Second Grade Teacher. I made sure to sound nice and competent. And by that I mean I checked my letter for grammer and spelling errors three or four or 10 times.
I went to drop Vinnie off at school and handed the teacher the note. She did not smile and gave me a slight little nod.
(uuuugggghhhh..... *slight sob*)
I just want him to have a wonderful experience and I want her to LIKE me! Why??? I don't know! I just do.
Anyway, after school I was a little late on purpose. Not late really just not early. Vinze and a couple of other kids were outside waiting for their parents while playing on the playground. Mrs Second Grade Teacher was talking with a parent. She sounded curt and to the point with the father. "Just see me at parent teacher conference and we'll see how it goes by then. I do write large on the board so he should be able to see but I'll try to write larger."
While I was listening to this over my shoulder Vinze came up to tell me that the teacher wants to speak with me.
So I waited....I should mention to those who do not actually know me...that I do not like for others to have the upper hand against me. I like to be on an even keel with people. Live and let live...no stomping on others.
Anyway, I was feeling a heel about to come down on my head.
So it was apparently my turn as she looked over at me. I walked over to her..she on her tall step...me on the ground. I looked up...which is NOT usual for me and
"I read your note. He does have difficulty writing but we can work with him. I'll send home a paper each week to all the parents to let them know what we are working on and what to do at home. We'll just work with him and he'll come right along. I would like to have the Dolch Sight Words if they are still available. We could use those for sure."
I just...I just smiled and laughed and chatted and .... and...
SHE LIKED ME!! YAY! She isn't all that bad and she understood and she was so nice and just the nicest, professional woman to ever teach the second grade. What a great moment.
*big sigh..happy thoughts...walking my child home from school...talking and then...BEEP BEEP...*
Who should it be but the teacher's helper waving and saying bye bye as she rolled past us.
Ahhh the sweet, sweet feeling of acceptance.