This past Friday and Saturday were the first-quarter parent-teacher conferences.
Truthfully, I think the parents at ECA must be vastly different from parents at most schools, because these conferences went fine; I didn’t experience any of the things you’re supposed to dread about conferences. I don’t think that’s how it is for most teachers, particularly first-year teachers. I surely appreciate working with parents who understand that I’m trying to do what’s best for their children; that we’re on the same team.
Because I’m the ninth-grade homeroom teacher, I was given the “privilege” of having a completely full schedule of conferences. Apparently, it was necessary for me to meet with the parents of just about every student, not just of the ones whose grades were less than satisfactory. When all was said and done, I had held approximately 25 conferences Friday afternoon and Saturday morning.
And strangely, it’s now Monday again. It’s funny how the weekend passes by so quickly.