Monday, March 24, 2014
Quilts for Washington
After the terrible day at school I had today, it's nice to come home to stop thinking about myself and focus on helping someone else.
I had my meeting this morning with my student who threatened to bring a gun to school's parents. Can you believe they were mad because they had to have another meeting? Who were they mad at, their son? No, I heard about 73 excuses for his behavior, which he never admitted to. They were mad at the school for making them miss work again. They were mad that he isn't passing his classes and that he is frustrated because he is making bad choices. Excuses for why they don't hold him accountable and why dad hasn't been around and why mom lets him get away with everything and they wanted to know what the school was going to do to make everything better.
I left the meeting with such a terrible headache and then was expected to just put it behind me and teach. Teach kids who needed me as much as that other kid needed me. They needed me to be at the top of my game, to pass on knowledge and give them attention, to entertain and make them laugh and love science and air pressure and wind, when all I wanted to do was take a nap and cry.
So, yes, today was a terrible day, but I'm thankful for my hobby that allows me to forget the day and hopefully comfort someone else who is having a much worse day. At least I got to come home and hug my children. And pray for a better day tomorrow.