Monday, September 15, 2014

I hate parents.

One of my teacher friends has always said that the best school to teach in would be an orphanage.  Parents are the worst.

Usually they don't care enough. I call and email and call and email and send home notes and call and email and never hear back from them. They don't care that their son has been failing my class since the 3rd day of school and he won't graduate from high school. They still let him play video games all weekend.  They are useless to me and I've got administrators breathing down my back asking why I haven't contacted the parents on this "at-risk" kid.

Sometimes they care too much.  They send me angry emails about why I didn't call and tell them that their son was missing that one assignment. I'm sorry lady, I have 107 kids missing that same assignment. I put it into the grade book as missing so you could see that it was missing. I will never have time to contact you every time your lazy son doesn't turn something in.  Then end all their emails with "And PLEASE let me know in the future if he falls behind."  You know what, no! That's your job. Or his job. It really should be his job. I am just very positive that it's not my job.

Why is it always boy students that give me the problems? I never have problems with girls.  Is that a real thing or is it just because I am biased? I'm going to have to do some research on that and then maybe blog about it.

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