Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
Parent teacher interviews
Drive fear into my heart
I have to work all day
Then at night the true work starts
I prep and plan and find kids work
I print out my appointment list
I fill up on trusty H20
To lubricate my throat
And then the doors all open up
And I am a seated teacher, ready to go
My first parent is great
I’m talking fine
They are happy to
“Great Kid” I say as they depart
Another waiting parent,
Pops into the vacated seat.
Dinner time comes
About two hours later
And I find I have a problem.
I do not want to eat the fare,
I do not want to talk.
I’ve talked all day,
And all night long,
I’ve still got an hour to go,
It’s now that I sent up a prayer
“Please God, don’t let my jaw fall off”.