I can't stop crying...
As some of you know, my two younger children were moved to another school. On Thursday, DD brought home a letter letting K parents know that the administration had decided to create another K class to relieve overcrowding in the other K classes. I immediately called her teacher, left her a message and also sent a letter explaining my DD's situation to her. In my letter, I pointed out that I wanted DD to remain in her class, as this was her second K class and second school in less than 3 weeks. I spoke to the teacher the following morning and she told me it shouldn't be a problem for DD to stay in her class.
I figured all was well... DD has been sick, so she didn't go to school yesterday or today.
About 30 minutes ago, I got a call from the Assistant Principal telling me that DD has been chosen to go the new class.
I asked him if he read the letter that I sent (silence from him), then I explained in details. Well, he didn't care. He said that children are very resilient at this age and adapt very quickly. You know, the usual bs response. The decision has been made and they expect our support. I told him that I wasn't happy with this decision and that it obviously was made for us. He said that I should speak to DD about this new change in a positive way (her third teacher in 3 weeks, 2 different schools). I told him that the conversation that we were having was between us and that my DD in no way would know of my feelings.
So, here it is... another slap in the face courtesy of the public school system (trust me, I have had many). I'm fed up... I can't stop crying... I guess I feel betrayed more than anything.
Over the years, I have had so many instances where I have been shown by school officials and administrators how little they care. The most caring people in schools that I have met are the teachers. My friend calls me Pollyanna, I'm always looking for the positive things in life. I'm upset with myself for always giving these morons the benefit of the doubt and think that they'll make the best decision for my children. DH already called the principal, but she is busy breaking the news to the other parents. Oh joy!
My face is beet red from all the crying and now I have to go pick up my boys. I'm putting on my sunglasses to cover up the redness and I'm not getting out of the van.

As some of you know, my two younger children were moved to another school. On Thursday, DD brought home a letter letting K parents know that the administration had decided to create another K class to relieve overcrowding in the other K classes. I immediately called her teacher, left her a message and also sent a letter explaining my DD's situation to her. In my letter, I pointed out that I wanted DD to remain in her class, as this was her second K class and second school in less than 3 weeks. I spoke to the teacher the following morning and she told me it shouldn't be a problem for DD to stay in her class.
I figured all was well... DD has been sick, so she didn't go to school yesterday or today.
About 30 minutes ago, I got a call from the Assistant Principal telling me that DD has been chosen to go the new class.
I asked him if he read the letter that I sent (silence from him), then I explained in details. Well, he didn't care. He said that children are very resilient at this age and adapt very quickly. You know, the usual bs response. The decision has been made and they expect our support. I told him that I wasn't happy with this decision and that it obviously was made for us. He said that I should speak to DD about this new change in a positive way (her third teacher in 3 weeks, 2 different schools). I told him that the conversation that we were having was between us and that my DD in no way would know of my feelings.So, here it is... another slap in the face courtesy of the public school system (trust me, I have had many). I'm fed up... I can't stop crying... I guess I feel betrayed more than anything.
Over the years, I have had so many instances where I have been shown by school officials and administrators how little they care. The most caring people in schools that I have met are the teachers. My friend calls me Pollyanna, I'm always looking for the positive things in life. I'm upset with myself for always giving these morons the benefit of the doubt and think that they'll make the best decision for my children. DH already called the principal, but she is busy breaking the news to the other parents. Oh joy!
My face is beet red from all the crying and now I have to go pick up my boys. I'm putting on my sunglasses to cover up the redness and I'm not getting out of the van.

). But anyway, the previous spring I found out one of the K teachers was pregnant with twins and I really didnt want him to end up in her class because I knew there would be some changes. Of course he did, and he had a new substitute for the first half of the year and then the teacher he had previously met(the one who had the twins) for the second half. All in all, he did very well with it. It wasnt a problem. I think I had more a problem than he did, LOL!