I hate conflict. I just wish everyone could get along, appreciate and respect differences, understand each other, and move on. Mom was never afraid of dealing w/ conflict. She always met it head-on. If something or someone upset her, she let it be known. She was even doing this on her death bed when she made it be known that she wanted Dad and Lori to resolve their differences and get along. But, Mom, it didn't last. Now what do I do?
Sometimes I take the "ostrich-approach" and stick my head in the sand hoping that when I re-emerge the conflict will be gone. Yes, I know this is a chicken-shit approach that usually leaves someone else responsible. But there are times when I do "take the bull by the horns." For example, Mackenzie has had difficulty w/ one of her teachers regarding missed assignments that have resulted from missing school due to doctor's appointments, procedures, and general Crohn's symptoms. We have a 504 Accommodations Plan in place w/ the high school to prevent these educational difficulties, but inevitably we have to remind some teachers about it. I sent an email to this teacher yesterday, and after her passive-aggressive response, sent another email tonight. As a teacher, I hate to have to do this, but I have to fight for my child.
As teachers, we get enough lame medical excuses that are more than likely, if anything, the brown bottle flu. If I have a student with a legitimate, serious medical condition, I'm more than willing to accomodate him or her, especially if that student makes an attempt to make the work up. This teacher sounds like someone on a power trip. Giver her hell.
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