Ghostwriter
Yesterday was hard and I didn’t even talk to my closest friends about it. As you know I am close to my family. My grandson had the school call me. The principal said, “Shawn (not his real name) wants you to come to the school and get him and his brother. I told him there was lost of snow and you live a long ways away from the school. He said, “Trenna will come.”
I just said “I am on my way.”
I arrived and they were in the office playing a board games. They both just ran to me and hugged me. I said “let’s go in the office and talk”. The older one, all of nine years old said “I think our teachers were having us watch something that was inappropriate.” The principal asked where he learned the word “inappropriate”.
He rolled his eyes. “Trenna teaches us words because she loves us and words matter. Inappropriate means that it is not the time or place to talk about something.”
I said, “So what were you all talking about.”
“Well they were having us watch the listening about school shooting.”
I said, “Okay, I get it.”
I looked at the principal.” I am going to take the boys home. I have not listened to that meeting yet and I can’t address it until I do. I am going to take them home get their homework done and try and see what is going on in their minds.”
My grandson said, “I told you she would come and figure out what to do.”
Right then I felt the weight of the their whole world on my shoulder.
Is this the end of the story? You decide.
Hope you were able to help your grandsons deal with the situation,
What do you think about it?
If the net result was to make the children scared that the same thing might happen to them, then it might well have been inappropriate.
Was the situation that the boys had protested and were being disciplined because of their protest?