Thursday is HER day. For all the pictures where she is left out. I'm giving her a little press. Just because it's tHERsDay.
Last week I got a note home from CB's room mother with a great idea for Teacher Appreciation Week. She sent home a scrapbook page for the kids to draw some kind of "thank you" on. She also said she'd love to get the 2 teachers a nice gift and requested a $4.00 donation for any parent who would like to participate.
I sent in the money and scrapbook page. Apparently I, and one other mom, were the only parents who participated. The deadline for collection came and went, so CB's room mom said she would not be able to do a classroom gift for the teachers as planned due to the minimal participation.
You know, the whole thing should make me angry but the funny thing is? It makes me so sad I can't even muster the strength for anger.
Some of you may recall the beautiful Halloween party this same room mom put together for parents and students, and that I was the only parent who attended. A row of beautiful potted mums sat on the floor for the parents, unclaimed.
Now, I'm sure there will be parents who send in little gifts for the teachers. There will probably be some who won't. The bottom line is that these teachers are incredible. I cannot describe the difficult population they work with and how committed they are to these kids. It woulda been nice to show them some "group luv." And it woulda been nice to show our first room mother EVER (that I have seen in CB's 5 years at her school) a little support too. But that's just me. I get heartbroken over things like this. Mostly because of what it represents, and I don't like what it represents.