I'm so glad I'm not a parent in 2017. If my children lied to me, blatantly disrespected me, after I've jumped through hoops and made many sacrifices for them, I would probably be in jail. Thank God I'm a teacher and it's completely temporary. It must be God that gives you (parent) the strength to still love and care for them after they decide they want to talk to you like you're some type of common bum on the street. Today, I exercised great restraint and sensitivity because I'm aware that the trauma contained in a traumatized child is usually invisible to that child. Today I exercised great restraint because all the other students were able to see the heightened level of disrespect that this child displayed towards me...and they were visibly troubled. Today, I took a deep breath and did not raise my voice because I am aware of what my Glee Club and music teacher David E. Morrow uttered many a times when some of us felt invincible....(paraphrasing)You can dig your hand deeply in a bucket of water and pull it out and no hole would form because the water is quickly replaced by water....everybody's replaceable.
So as that child made what he thought was a grand exit, I was removing him from my vision replacing him with another talented child.
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