Would be that the meanest teacher despised by all would by voluntarily placed as the permanent substitute to the sweetest teacher known to kindergaten kind in my child's classroom. So yeah, that is my reality today and I am wrought with emotions.
I feel like the public education system has failed me, done me wrong. And even worse than that, is attempting to fail my child at a chance to have a wonderful, sweet, fulfilling kindergarten year.
Now I am eating all my hidden prejudices against moms who homeschool. The fear that I would do that and turn into a jumper wearing frumpy no makeup social tard. My only hope is the suburban diva who pretty much breaks every stereotype I have preconceived about homeschooling church people so at least I have an educated role model.
Then I must factor in this inner moral drive to do things well. Not perfect but to some unwritten standard and since I am a degreed educator and have taught kindergarten, I feel this unwritten pressure to do it even better than a teacher in the classroom. Sadly, deep in my heart, I know I cannot feasibly give him and the littles all that they need at their vastly varied levels of development and the mama guilt trip rides again...
I am feeling my americanness rise up in me. This sense of entitlement and the feeling that that school OWES ME to find a good replacement for our sweet teacher on maternity leave. And I look at my principal when I went on leave and how she worked WITH me, all fall, to find the right replacement. Never as good as me mind you but good.
Then, as evil as this sub is, I think gosh, she is still a person, albeit a mean and abusive one but still. What if that were me? What if when I took over the kinder class that I subbed for, all the good parents were revolting and pulling their kids out of school just because of me?? That would feel crappy. So, as much as I want to rage and scream and wave the banner of the rights of mothers and children, I am going to take the high road and be grace. Jim taught me that. I am just going to hope for the best, lay low, and quietly withdraw my child the first day after winter break if that evil mean excuse for a teacher and all they say they can find is in my sweet baby's classroom.
And try again next year.
That is my worst case scenario.
4 months ago
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