First Parent Conference

Wow.

Not even a month passes where I am running the show and I already have my first parent conference. A-mazing.

The little red-headed girl. AY! She talks, talks, and talks. And in between talking she's offering gum, putting on make up, staring into the depths of the ceiling wall dots.

The talking and disruption was sufficient for me to send her out of the room and call her father in front of the entire class to arrange a meeting. A challenge, if you will, to the remainder of the uncontrollable talkers of the class room. Try me. Please.

So the father comes in and I explain my situation and her need to earn herself the title of Mayor of Excuses City. But he was 100% supportive of me. Gave me the joy of experiencing true, from-the-heart parenting. He's a widower raising two daughters. So my respect is there completely.

We made a deal. He says to his daughter: If you know that there are say, 20 students who are talking, let's make it only 19. She agrees.

I think it sunk through to her.

She was a complete angel today.

Thank you, Lord.

We'll see how next week goes....