Daily Archives: June 9, 2009

The Note

Every week my class puts all the papers the school wants to send home, or all the papers I want to send home or return, in their cubbies.  On Monday’s we bring that stack of papers home, with a note attactched asking the parents to sign and return it so that I know they have seen the stack of papers returned to them.

Here is a note I got back today from one of the families, written on the back of an unused envelope:

Dear (teacher),

My husban (sic) and I feel it is pointless for us to sign a paper saying we saw all the papers that we had all ready signed.  If you want us to sign the paper for the pack of papers then don’t have us sign every paper he brings home.  Otherwise it’s pointless.  Thank you

(signature)

PS

Any questions Call me

Let’s just say I was a little . . . upset.  Okay, they are wrong.  They do have to sign their child’s homework after it is finished and before they turn it into me the next day (this family hates to sign that as well).  But I’m not just sending home homework.  WHATEVER.  It’s the end of the year.  I don’t need to fight this battle.  Next year’s teacher can deal with it.

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Troubles at Recess

You remember Timmy?  Well, let me introduce you to “Jimmy.”  Jimmy is a “special needs” student of mine.  If you met him, you might not pick up on that.  You might think he’s a little odd, but that’s about it.  If you spent time with him, you might guess he has some special needs.  But he is very, very normal.

Jimmy has many friends, and even a few good friends.  But the problem is, Jimmy plays with a group of boys who often end up not getting along.  Timmy is one of those boys.  So is Billy.

Well, yesterday, apparently Jimmy was sick and tired of Billy being so bossy.  And Billy was tired of Jimmy making the group only do what he wanted to do.  The playground supervisors let me know that there is trouble again with these to. (Yes, there has been trouble between them before, but they always manage to bury the hatchet and play together.)

These guys just can’t seem to get along with each other for too long.  Maybe they should be in different classes next year.

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Root Beer, and. . .

Gold Rush is coming up in a couple of days.  Each fourth grade class is asking its students to bring something to eat or drink for the rest of the grade level.  My class is in charge of bringing root beer.  That’s easy, right?  2 two leter bottles each.  1 if that’s all you can do.  Well, after about a week of asking, I’ve had about 5 students bring some in.

Billy tells me that mom said they don’t have the money for it.  Hmmmm.  I have a hard time with this.  Am I wrong?  I explain to him that he and mom can go down to the dollar store or find it on sale somewhere and buy 1 bottle for a buck.  She can do that, I tell Billy.  Today Billy comes in and lets me know that while he and mom were shopping, he reminded her, and she let him know that they couldn’t afford it.

Is it me, or couldn’t she just not buy so many Twinkies (see below) for a week and spring for some root beer for Billy’s class?  Way to support school, mom!  Thanks.

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A lunch supervisor came up to me the other day to let me know she had a look in billy’s lunch.  Among other things, she found a Ding-Dong and 2 Twinkies.  She asked Billy if he could just eat one and take the other 2 home.  Good call.

Billy had a talk with another fourth grade teacher.  We’ll call her “Kelly.”  Billy told Kelly that his mom is trying to help him gain weight, hence the 3 Hostess snack goodies.  Kelly tried to give him a quick lesson on nutrition, but I’m sure it went in one ear and out the other.  Kelly knows this.  You just have to try.

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