Last night was the first parents’ evening for my son’s new college. We are not parents’ evening kind of parents as a rule. If we or the school has to wait three months to talk about a problem, my theory is that it isn’t a problem worth talking about. Similarly, no teacher is going to lean across the table in a crowded sports’ hall and say; ‘your kid is a back chatting, lazy git. SORTITOUT.’ If they have waited to tell you something awful, it comes out in passive aggressive feasts of euphemistic doublespeak that I could do without.
I once spent an hour being lectured on a teaching methodology that my Dad had gone round the country developing. He’d like literally written aspects of the book they were reading from. I was all excited, for about 5 minutes. Till I realised they had missed the point entirely. I spent the next hour deeply frustrated and my ex husband looking at my pleadingly with his “we really want them to accept our daughter can you hold in your desire to tell them what fuckwits they are till that is done face” - he knows me well. It was an excruciating hour. I feel your pain 😫
All I can think after reading this is that last part. It's so lovely that he's happy and wants to go every day🌻
I absolutely loved this! What a fun read and I’m so happy for you and your son. What a beautiful feeling that he’s feeling new and inspired. It’s such a joy to see your children thrive ❤️
This was such a fun read!
Us parents, I tell you what. Sheesh. I feel ya. It's industrialized education like industrialized healthcare. And feels like we've come full circle, now missing the trees for the systemic forest. Aye!
Actually, the legal for marriage rose from 16 to 18 in February this year: Marriage and Civil Partnership (Minimum Age) Act 2022, even with parental consent.