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Thursday, May 17, 2012

The Teacher and the Principal

In a public school, you have teachers, and you have a principal, right?  The principal supervises, trains, encourages and supports the teachers.  If a teacher needs help, she or he can turn to the principal.  Well, we decided early on that we needed that system here in our school, too.  We haven't yet named our little educational haven -- but we do have a supervisory system in place. :) 

Daddy's job is to support, encourage, and provide back-up discipline when it is needed.  Now, I have to admit: I was a nerdy, people-pleasing, peace-keeping, straight-A sort of bookworm.  The only time I got sent to the principal's office was my senior year of high school, and it was so the principal could congratulate me on being the first student in school history to score a 100% on one of Mr. Meacham's Calculus tests.  (To be fair, I scored a 76% on the next one, and ended the class with an average in the mid-80s.  The 100% was a bit of a fluke.  Calculus is really hard!)  

My little star pupil gets sent to her principal's office with a bit more frequency.   My tender-hearted little nurturer is also hard-headed and a bit willful, and there are sometimes battles I have to put on pause until Daddy gets home.   There have been a few times when a poor attitude has led to Elisa not finishing an assignment (like a math test!) in a timely manner.  I struggle to know how to discipline for balking at or refusing to do work -- so, we have simply set the test or page aside, moved on to the next subject, and waited for the principal. (Dum, du-dum du-dum!)  

One Friday night, Elisa finished a math test in her room while the rest of us watched The Sound of Music and ate popcorn. One day this week,  she was really struggling with having a defiant attitude and disrespectful speech.   While I disciplined her throughout the day, I also reminded her that the principal would receive a report at the end of the day.   It happened to be small group night, so I didn't give my report until after our guests were gone and the kids were in bed.  Erik woke her up to talk her.  The next day he called at lunchtime and made her give him a report of her attitude. She was surprisingly honest. :) 

Today, she gets to show him a 100% math test and tell him about how she measured the length of a dinosaur in the backyard and danced with silk scarves to classical music.  She can fill him in on how Louis' dad stole the trumpet in Trumpet of the Swan and tell him how she scrawled spelling words while sitting outside by the pond.  

Having a principal is a good thing.  Having a wonderful, loving, supportive daddy and husband is even better.

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