Lola had informed me long before the conference last week that her class was pretty much the worst one in the school. I figured Lo was exaggerating, but when I mentioned it to her teacher, Ms. C confirmed it and, at my slight cluck of sympathy, gushed forth with the whole sad story, including her emerging shingles.
Today, then, when Greg and I were in the car with Lola and she asked us if we knew Ms. C'd had to go to the doctor, we nodded yes.
Lo: Do you know WHY she had to go?
TR: Do you?
Lo: Stress.
TR: Mmm-hmmm.
Lo: Did she tell you why she had stress?
TR: Did she tell YA'LL why?
Lo: She told us she lives alone with a cat. So it's nothing at home.
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yeah, well if Lola's stories about Tegan and Bryce are true, I can understand her stress.
maybe they're pissed that their parents named them Teagan and Bryce...
I can understand and sympathize with teacher being stressed (have several teachers in my family), but can't understand how teacher could share stress/shingles stories with parents and her class full of second graders. TMI.
I know, Kathy! She talks to them as though they were little adults. Reminds me of myself--only I wouldn't teach second grade!
well played, Gaga, well played (golf claps)
Teagan and Bryce? Were the parents Dr. Who fans? Never give your kids weird famous names. Or name them after a car.
My teacher in fifth grade repeatedly accused our class of giving her fleas.
Somehow, that resurfaced memory explains much of my adult life.
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