The last day of school was a little hairy last week. It would be inappropriate for me to go into detail, other than to say that I had an issue with a student in my grade who was not in my class. One of his parents witnessed it and lets just say that the parental action made it clear that the apple does not fall far from the tree. There are many reasons why this student has problems and the way they are handled by the parents is a major one.
It left me reeling. Even the office staff was in awe... it was just unbelievable.
I thought, "They just don't pay me enough."
And then, at the end of the day when we handed out report cards, I walked into the hall and encountered the mother of one of my students who had just opened her son's report card. ~Report cards are given out in homerooms and even though I have this child for all academics, I don't have him in homeroom, so I didn't give him the report card.
He was on grade level in all subject areas for the first time ever and she was in tears. Then I was in tears.
I didn't realize the significance of those 5 little numbers when I put them into the computer. I know he's worked hard. I know he has obstacles that will mean he might never "pass" the state tests and sometimes his behavior is an issue, but in class, he hit most of the benchmarks this quarter. That's never happened before...not for him.
THAT is why I do my job. That is why I take all of the crap that goes with it.
For moments like that.
To help a child succeed....