Okay, so I’ve spent most of my life trying to stay out of the principal’s office. I managed to make it through, until I had children of my own. The first time, my oldest was in second grade and some kid was bullying him. Another good friend of his jumped in and beat the other kid up. (I still adore that kid.) I was called in because both of the boys fighting were suspended, which I thought ridiculous, since the “bad” kid, who was twice my child’s size, could have caused him serious harm. I know the rules, but sometimes they suck. By the way, the good kid who protected my son, graduated in the top 10 and has full-ride scholarships. He really is a good kid.
Then there was the ExLax fiasco with the second child in seventh grade that landed me in the vice principal’s office again. I won’t go into detail.
This week, I had yet another run-in. If it happens again, someone may be locked in the closet until he’s 21. It wasn’t that big of a deal. He needed to get out of French 3, he has too many AP classes and he was really stressed. He went to his teacher, who really believes in him and she was very reluctant to sign the papers to let him go. Then it was too late and he missed the deadline for changing schedules. Argh. So I come home from L.A. to a kid who is freaking out because he doesn’t want to flunk and doesn’t understand why the school adminstrators won’t help. Very, long, boring story that ends with me having to talk several times to one of the vice principals to get the kid switched out of French and into PE, so he can take care of that credit. A very nice person, but also very fond of the lectures. I kept wanting to say, I’M NOT A STUDENT. But I just sat and listened and had more patience than I have had in years. Honestly. Ack.
For the last 10 years I’ve thought about going back for my Masters and PhD. But I don’t think I can hack it. My friend Britta’s gone back, and more power to her. I don’t want to be told what to read and what to write.
I’ve always had one of those little dreams to teach at a university some day as Dr. Candace Havens, but I guess I’ll stick with my free online classes for now. :-)
So did you ever have to go to the princpal’s office? And why?