Yesterday, I was told by my son's teacher that he got upset when another child answered the classroom door as he was the door monitor. My son said that he hated the fucking school and disrupted the class.
He not only got in trouble for this at home, but he had to sit in the office and miss two recesses today.
The story didn't end here, however. I went to school to pick him up today, and I saw several kids walking around with tiny pots with marigolds. I immediately realized these were Mother's Day gifts. We don't celebrate Mother's Day. Too hard on my son. He was adopted from foster care, and he is working through a lot with his biological mother.
The teacher handed me the citation from the day before. No big deal.
Then I saw one of my son's classmates with a potted marigold. And I realized what happened. I asked the classmate when they made the gift, and he said yesterday.
So, I went to talk to his teacher and aide. Yep, the outburst happened after they made Mother's Day gifts, and...
