There is always one in every class unless you are one unfortunate teacher to have more. They whine, bitch, moan and nitpick about anything and everything forgetting that the other parents don't want to be involved and the fact that the teacher is a human being with also an actual life outside of the classroom.
This year Eva started school and I am back in the land of Kindy area. This is where those parents are out in full force and it can be a little scary for the normal eye. For me as a parent, it's full on entertainment and the cringe worthy scene does have me giggling to myself. For the teacher though, and this was me a few years ago ... it's ANNOYING.
So let me paint the picture of a day in the life of an annoying parent.
It's morning time and the bell has rung at it's punctual 8:50am. The children turn from their handball playing and organising school bags, running and screaming to what could only be described as sounds from what you would think is a giant massacre. Overwhelmed by this, every Kindy child bursts into tears causing a train of clinging limbs to their parents desperate to get out of the school gates. The teachers appear from the staffroom forcing down the last few drops of their coffee to get them through the first twenty minutes of consoling and positive speaking about how great the day will be.
With twenty children crying and fighting over the only two hands the teacher has while the teacher calms each one down, the parent appears. I need to talk to you. No good morning, how was your life at home? Oh I can see you have your hands full there, this might not be a good time. Apart from the obvious that no it's not a good time, the parent goes on. My child came home with a scratch on their hand and they haven't read the reader because they were so tired when they got home from school but I think they need to go up a level and I'm also concerned that they aren't learning enough because they said they didn't do anything at school when I asked them how their day was. Wow yeah people, these conversations are real. Take a breath.
So the teacher, still holding and consoling twenty children remember, smiles and nods to process the question whatever it was and while a different response is going on inside their head, they say. Thank you for letting me know, I walk talk with the children today and find out what happened. I will read with your child this afternoon and asses whether they are ready and will resend the email letting you know what's happening in the class this week. Insert polite laugh, as you can see, I'm literally tied up and we better get some learning started. The parent follows giving their child a thousand kisses rubbing it in the faces of all the children still crying over watching their parents leave. The children then go to their bags to get water bottles and reading folders to take inside, while the parent sends their child into classroom and does it for them. The teacher still smiling through gritted teeth slams door as the parent walks slowly backwards looking through the window to make sure their child is still in there.
That is just the morning!
It's 2:30pm, twenty five minutes away from the home time bell and still crucial learning time. The parent has arrived incase their child starts worrying they are not outside waiting for them and changes between talking very loudly on the phone and peering through the window. The teacher now has to stop reading the story to ask every child to turn their heads away from the window and put their eyes back on the book because it is not home time. One by one the children are drawn again to the disturbing face smudged against the window and the teacher now has to get cross at the children for not listening. The scene looks both ridiculous from inside of the classroom and the outside. I arrive to witness this take place and wonder if I should let the parent know they can see them from the other side, because it's a window and they are probably disturbing the class.
As the rest of the parents arrive at a suitable time before the bell, the parent begins listing off now their audience is here. What level reader is your child on? I think your child is bullying mine and would like you to speak to them about it. Has anyone noticed how the teacher is never available in the mornings to talk? How come I wasn't told there were parents helping this week in class? Everyone points to the A3 parent helper roster stuck to the window. I'm going to be speaking to the teacher after school to make sure the kids are drinking enough water, does anyone want to come with me that's concerned? No response and the whinging voice continues.
The bells rings and parents scramble to get their kids to avoid any possible involvement. The parent walks into the classroom and sits down. The teacher apologises the time is not convenient today because the staff meeting is about to begin and they need to wait outside with the three children yet to be picked up. The parent disregards the so called excuses of a teacher and proceeds to talk about the water bottles being filled up and if their child got all their sight words correct today. Parents hoping to say a quick hello who only come to the classroom this one day a week or haven't spoken to the teacher all term kindly wave disappointed they missed a turn yet again, but understand that there are other children in the class not just theirs.
The teacher now late for staff meeting missing out on information needed to write to parents about, is still listening to the parent tell them how they are disappointed about the year so far and expected their child to be further along. The parent stops talking giving time for the teacher to stand up and grab their bag excusing them self now they are late for the meeting. The parent ushered outside is now ropable for being cut short and leaves with the intention to go home and finish it in a five page letter and another appointment to speak about another concerning issue they have. The teacher enters the staff meeting and as everyone looks up at them they yell BLOODY ANNOYING PARENT!
Look out for my next blog on How To Be An Awesome Class Parent!
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