Today Ank was on leave and many other teachers were also on leave so there was an utter shortage of teachers in the whole school. Crist went to Frogs while I remained in the Lions with just a practicantin. Bears had just Consti and Natli.
Early in the morning, Consti came to fight me, "Why did you throw Leon's craft and paper in the dustbin? His mother had come and was very angry because of this."
Reality was, Leon and Max were just wasting sheets after sheets of paper by just crumpling them and brandishing them at everyone like swords or weapons. What I threw in dustbin was nothing like a precious piece of craft or art, just roughly rolled paper. She comes to fight me for this? God knows, if really the mother had been angry or not. I doubt a mother would want to angrily complain about throwing away just a rolled piece of paper which happened two days ago...!
I told her why I did it and demanded that I would like talk to his mother myself when she came today to pick him up.
Later when we went out to the playground, she came up to me yet once again.
"Tim doesn't like you. He says you are very strict."
Tim is an overgrown six year old boy tall enough to reach my shoulders and insolent, impolite and disobedient to quite the last degree. His face is the very picture of disdain. When everyone in the class say Good Morning to me or something else, he just turns his face away displaying rude expressions and refuses to do anything I politely ask him to. The fact that the Bears are extremely rude and undisciplined in the whole school and their teachers don't do anything with them, they are used to behaving in undesirable manner thinking it is okay. And when someone like me comes along and tries to tell them not to do this or that they are bound to feel offended.
"Consti, I am not strict. In my whole previous career children have always loved me. My own group children love me and the parents have never complained. I think the problem is something else. Your group is extremely rowdy and lacks discipline. My children never say I am strict, why should your children say I am strict?"
"I don't know. You must try to find out."
We talked together for nearly 15 minutes in as much broken English and German as we were capable of, but the outcome was nothing. I know of course she is just trying to make problems for me by hook or crook, and falsely instigating the children and parents against me is the weapon she has. I cannot imagine, the same children are disrespectfully scolded by Rivna and used to be screamed and shouted at by Sibrana but they never felt bad and never complained, but they feel bad when I am actually loving towards them.
The problem is not the children, but the teachers!
Today Crist had a one and half hour long meeting with Mrs Wal. When we later met each other in the park, she told me she had a long discussion with her. She was happy someone was telling her what new things to do in the school. She is amazed that out group is the only one to come up with so many new ideas. She has said yes to everything and declared that very soon she is going to make this a rule that every group will have its own morning circle on a weekly plan made by us; not only this, every group will have morning circle done both in German and English simultaneously. I remember, when I had given Mrs Wal my list of things that I wanted to be done in the school, at least two or three months ago, I had written the very same thing. At that time I thought she may have forgotten but I am glad she was actually considering this.
I am a bit concerned. I fear, Cristi is stealing my position.
I was just about to go home and was waiting for the mother of Leon to show up, when Consti came and told me that she had met the mother and explained to her that the child was using his craft as a weapon that's why it was thrown. the mother didn't know about this. She said, "Okay, if this was the case then no problem." and went away. "So now you don't need to talk to his mother."
The truth could well be that there was no complained in the first place! I should still, nevertheless talk to the mother to know what the truth was.
Early in the morning, Consti came to fight me, "Why did you throw Leon's craft and paper in the dustbin? His mother had come and was very angry because of this."
Reality was, Leon and Max were just wasting sheets after sheets of paper by just crumpling them and brandishing them at everyone like swords or weapons. What I threw in dustbin was nothing like a precious piece of craft or art, just roughly rolled paper. She comes to fight me for this? God knows, if really the mother had been angry or not. I doubt a mother would want to angrily complain about throwing away just a rolled piece of paper which happened two days ago...!
I told her why I did it and demanded that I would like talk to his mother myself when she came today to pick him up.
Later when we went out to the playground, she came up to me yet once again.
"Tim doesn't like you. He says you are very strict."
Tim is an overgrown six year old boy tall enough to reach my shoulders and insolent, impolite and disobedient to quite the last degree. His face is the very picture of disdain. When everyone in the class say Good Morning to me or something else, he just turns his face away displaying rude expressions and refuses to do anything I politely ask him to. The fact that the Bears are extremely rude and undisciplined in the whole school and their teachers don't do anything with them, they are used to behaving in undesirable manner thinking it is okay. And when someone like me comes along and tries to tell them not to do this or that they are bound to feel offended.
"Consti, I am not strict. In my whole previous career children have always loved me. My own group children love me and the parents have never complained. I think the problem is something else. Your group is extremely rowdy and lacks discipline. My children never say I am strict, why should your children say I am strict?"
"I don't know. You must try to find out."
We talked together for nearly 15 minutes in as much broken English and German as we were capable of, but the outcome was nothing. I know of course she is just trying to make problems for me by hook or crook, and falsely instigating the children and parents against me is the weapon she has. I cannot imagine, the same children are disrespectfully scolded by Rivna and used to be screamed and shouted at by Sibrana but they never felt bad and never complained, but they feel bad when I am actually loving towards them.
The problem is not the children, but the teachers!
Today Crist had a one and half hour long meeting with Mrs Wal. When we later met each other in the park, she told me she had a long discussion with her. She was happy someone was telling her what new things to do in the school. She is amazed that out group is the only one to come up with so many new ideas. She has said yes to everything and declared that very soon she is going to make this a rule that every group will have its own morning circle on a weekly plan made by us; not only this, every group will have morning circle done both in German and English simultaneously. I remember, when I had given Mrs Wal my list of things that I wanted to be done in the school, at least two or three months ago, I had written the very same thing. At that time I thought she may have forgotten but I am glad she was actually considering this.
I am a bit concerned. I fear, Cristi is stealing my position.
I was just about to go home and was waiting for the mother of Leon to show up, when Consti came and told me that she had met the mother and explained to her that the child was using his craft as a weapon that's why it was thrown. the mother didn't know about this. She said, "Okay, if this was the case then no problem." and went away. "So now you don't need to talk to his mother."
The truth could well be that there was no complained in the first place! I should still, nevertheless talk to the mother to know what the truth was.
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