Remember this post, down at the bottom, when I said that the Girl had written a good book report but her teacher wasn't even going to bother giving her anything but a C-. Well, I was wrong. He failed her. Yup indeedy, a big fat F. You wanna know why? Because I wrote the half the paper for her, following her ideas from her first draft, but fixing it up so that it had a definate flair like a professional book review. So he accused her of cheating. Now, I set him up, and I even posted about it so that he KNEW I was setting him up, but just as I expected, he was so out to get her, that he didn't even bother thinking about what I said. Do I know he reads my blog. YES, I do, for a fact.
Today, the SpEd teacher called me back, after I left messages for both the English teacher and the SpEd teacher yesterday afternoon. I wasn't pleased with him because he intimated that the Girl was a cheater, was dumb, and was a liar. No, he didn't say that straight out, but she came home and she felt really upset about the implications of the conversation. She felt that he thought she was "too stupid to write a good paper" and that she didn't "know any big words" both of which are false. I again mentioned that she has two pretty severe learning disabilities, like maybe someone in the school MIGHT, just MIGHT recognize this and give the poor kid some credit, but noooooo.
I did mention that I've already met with the principal over this very topic, and have contacted the superintendant as well. Now I'm going to have to have a face to face with the superintendent and the attorney's involved. You would think that the damn teacher would realize I'm not playing games here, that I advocate for my kid vociferously and that I am not backing down. I guess he's either too stubborn or to dumb to get it. Really, I don't care which it is, I just want my kid to like English again and not have her self esteem dragged through the mud by a teacher who seems to get off on being a PITA.
OK, I've had way too much coffee today, and then I dealt with the damn computer for 5 hours, so I'm not in a very good frame of mind, but I'm so sick of middle school. Does it HAVE to be this bad?
The math teacher, OTOH, has been so much better now that the Girl is no longer in her study hall. It's miraculous. No more Ms MathTeacher stories. Except that her dog barks too much when the Girl is visiting her friend's house, who lives right in front of the Math Teacher. Otherwise, no complaints at all. Stumble It! JBlog Me