Hide In The Toilet!
So, many people will know by now that I'm not your usual run of the mill person. My philosophy has always been "Why try to be like everyone else when I can be me?" I may have lost my way sometimes due to the various crap that life throws up but I always find my way back. I have two wonderful sons (I can say that now) and a beautiful daughter. I'm quite proud of them, I must say. and I'm quite proud of myself for getting this far without being arrested for murder...
Many of my posts on here are serious, and indeed I have been through some serious stuff, but I wanted to write about something funny for a change. I was reminded by my eldest son recently about various incidents that happened when he was in primary school. Jamie was walking at 9 months, diagnosed with ADHD at 12 months and a heart breaker from day one. He was given "Gifted" status as a toddler. Always a difficult thing to keep a child like that out of trouble. One has to think outside the box to be honest, and to this day I blame the fact he never slept a full night for 12 years on my insomnia. Anyway, with a mixture of diet control and parenting classes we managed between us.
He always loved school when he was younger. Well except for a brief time when he was bullied in secondary school he loved it then too. A quick change of schools cured that. Anyway I digress...Ever time Jamie went to a new class, we would explain about his unusual intelligence and we would work with the teachers and all was fine until 5th class. Mr smarmy- know- it- all became Jamie's teacher.From day one Jamie had it in for him. I do believe I was called up at the school weekly about something or other. I ended up getting a pain in my arse with it all to be honest. So this one day I was called in, expecting the usual shit. I was sat down and told that a very serious thing happened and blah blah blah...
So picture this.... One teacher in a class of 30 odd 11 year old kids. He gets called out of the room for a few minutes...comes back to find the whole class disappeared! Looks everywhere, in the toilets etc...no children to be found anywhere! Goes to tell the principal his class has disappeared...Principal comes back to the class with said teacher...whole class are sitting at their desks doing their work. Teacher bursts into tears...
What had happened was "someone" (Jamie) had come up with the plan...everyone would hide in the toilets after the teacher left the first time. Remembering of course to make sure their feet were hidden from view as there was a gap under the door. They would return to their desks as soon as Mr Smarmy had left and act like nothing happened. Now I don't advocate taking the piss out of teachers, and being one myself I know how tough a job it is. But seriously...It was the funniest thing I had ever heard. The principal kept a straight face throughout her tale of woe which made it seem all the funnier! I was expected of course, to treat this matter very seriously and meter out a suitable punishment. I nearly pissed myself laughing, grabbed my belongings, and told the teacher and the principal where to get off! kids play tricks on their teachers all the time, it's how you react to those tricks that matters. this teacher should have seen the funny side, and laughed with the children. He would have gained more respect that way.
Ever after that incident, along with a few more( including one teacher asking me what I was going to do about Jamie being left-handed, like it was some dreaded disease he had to be cured of : She was promptly told where to get off) I was known for having my own parental style. My kids chanced their arms like the rest of them, but I always respect their views and their reasons. As a result, they respect mine. I talk TO them not AT them. I listen to them. I am not their friend. I am their mother, who happens to be friendly with them and their friends.When Jamie is going out with his mates they always ask am I coming too! Our family is unusual, but then , as I have said why would we want to be like everyone else?
SharonAnn
Many of my posts on here are serious, and indeed I have been through some serious stuff, but I wanted to write about something funny for a change. I was reminded by my eldest son recently about various incidents that happened when he was in primary school. Jamie was walking at 9 months, diagnosed with ADHD at 12 months and a heart breaker from day one. He was given "Gifted" status as a toddler. Always a difficult thing to keep a child like that out of trouble. One has to think outside the box to be honest, and to this day I blame the fact he never slept a full night for 12 years on my insomnia. Anyway, with a mixture of diet control and parenting classes we managed between us.
He always loved school when he was younger. Well except for a brief time when he was bullied in secondary school he loved it then too. A quick change of schools cured that. Anyway I digress...Ever time Jamie went to a new class, we would explain about his unusual intelligence and we would work with the teachers and all was fine until 5th class. Mr smarmy- know- it- all became Jamie's teacher.From day one Jamie had it in for him. I do believe I was called up at the school weekly about something or other. I ended up getting a pain in my arse with it all to be honest. So this one day I was called in, expecting the usual shit. I was sat down and told that a very serious thing happened and blah blah blah...
So picture this.... One teacher in a class of 30 odd 11 year old kids. He gets called out of the room for a few minutes...comes back to find the whole class disappeared! Looks everywhere, in the toilets etc...no children to be found anywhere! Goes to tell the principal his class has disappeared...Principal comes back to the class with said teacher...whole class are sitting at their desks doing their work. Teacher bursts into tears...
What had happened was "someone" (Jamie) had come up with the plan...everyone would hide in the toilets after the teacher left the first time. Remembering of course to make sure their feet were hidden from view as there was a gap under the door. They would return to their desks as soon as Mr Smarmy had left and act like nothing happened. Now I don't advocate taking the piss out of teachers, and being one myself I know how tough a job it is. But seriously...It was the funniest thing I had ever heard. The principal kept a straight face throughout her tale of woe which made it seem all the funnier! I was expected of course, to treat this matter very seriously and meter out a suitable punishment. I nearly pissed myself laughing, grabbed my belongings, and told the teacher and the principal where to get off! kids play tricks on their teachers all the time, it's how you react to those tricks that matters. this teacher should have seen the funny side, and laughed with the children. He would have gained more respect that way.
Ever after that incident, along with a few more( including one teacher asking me what I was going to do about Jamie being left-handed, like it was some dreaded disease he had to be cured of : She was promptly told where to get off) I was known for having my own parental style. My kids chanced their arms like the rest of them, but I always respect their views and their reasons. As a result, they respect mine. I talk TO them not AT them. I listen to them. I am not their friend. I am their mother, who happens to be friendly with them and their friends.When Jamie is going out with his mates they always ask am I coming too! Our family is unusual, but then , as I have said why would we want to be like everyone else?
SharonAnn
Hahaha oh Jamie >_<
ReplyDeleteCan I just say- you're brilliant. You have such a nice balance between Mom & friend that most people can't pull off. Literally one of the most amazing people ever. I'm gonna have to come visit you one day just so I can thank you in person for being such a good inspiration for me! <3