Friday, September 25, 2009

Fall of the Innocent

Bad things happen to good people.  By the same token, good things happen to bad people.  This doesn't mean that the world is wholly unjust.  Is it the luck of the draw?  Perhaps, at times, it just may be.  No one can control everything, no matter how much they try.

A soft spoken child trying to make friends at an age where everyone is a jerk is just a tragedy in slow motion.  How do you teach a kid to reach out and make an effort when everything he does proves to him that other children can't always be trusted.  To have a conversation that is innocent, overheard and taken as twisted facts is enough to make every single day be dreaded.  How is there justice in three kids concocting a story and reporting it to the school "just to see what would happen", ending up with an innocent child being suspended from classes.  No wonder he feels like he can't do anything right.  I don't know how to fix it.  Maybe it's just something that he needs to go through.  Maybe the experience will make him stronger.  Unfortunately,  he hasn't had any positive ones yet. 

There is nothing like seeing your kid, shy and brilliant, be broken down by a bunch savvy kids who don't know the meaning of respect, kids who undoubtedly grow to be brilliant con men, or lawyers.  And in the middle of all of this, I get told off several times by the Principal because I had the nerve to ask questions.  I also got told off for pointing out that the man didn't bother to speak to any of the kids that were actually sitting close to him, just the ones who came to the office with their stories of BS. 

I know that no one is perfect, including my kids.  However, I do know my child, and on his worst day this isn't him.  Everyone they forced us to speak to before allowing his return to classes, had no concerns about him.  Let me just say that there were no threats of violence to others, there were no weapons, there was nothing but a conversation that was innocent enough between my kid and another one.  Then bits and pieces were screamed around the bus and a story put together that had nothing to do with anything.  So, the kid gets sent home for talking to his friend.  This doesn't help the fact that he's shy and barely talks to anyone on the bus as it is.  After this, I wouldn't blame him if he never said another word on that bus. 

I'm still trying to figure out the protocol to reprimand this Principal who, in refusing to answer my questions, led me to believe that it would be some time before the kid could return.  Yet, the next day after being interviewed for two hours they said he could go back to class right then.  Unfortunately, I did not bring any of his books because I was told it wasn't an option.  This has resulted in an unexcused absence and missing grades for the day.  All this, for talking to his friend. 

Why can't people just mind their own business.  I now realize why so many people around here have decided to home school their kids.  I'm a hair's breadth away from that decision myself.

Tomorrow will be a better day.  No school.


Chkn said...

Guh I agree, why cant people just mid their own business.

There are some right arse cracks in this world, mainly made up of solicitors and con men ... when you bring well rounded children into the frame it seems that these ill fated persons must seek and destroy- or attempt to any hows. Your kids have got good parents, and they will get through all this just fine because of you guys :) It is the same with little. God we are so great arnt we?? hahaha :D

Hope he feels better soon

PrttyBrd said...

Ever the optimist my Chicken, and as always I am ever grateful. Now, for that Krispy Kreme bread pudding...hmmm.

PrttyBrd said...

Hey Chicken,
I changed my comments from embedded to pop up and I can post. What a pain it the tuckus.

Chkn said...

Oh wow was that what it was? Will do that in MP for you then :)

Krispy creme pudding looks divine I know, oh no terrible weight gain :O :D