When They say...

When you hear someone say the phrase "All hell has broken lose," you might wonder what exactly that means. Then again, you might be very familiar with that phrase. Today, here in happy Isle of Faith Child Development Center land, it happened. We've been having problems with a particular student in my Prekindergarten class...

...and more importantly, have been having problems with her grandmother who works down the hallway and thinks it is OK to come butt in when her granddaughter (who is, incidentally and to my great mistake, a perfect angel) in trouble. Of course, said granddaughter NEVER does anything wrong. Really. All sarcasm intended. So anyway, said grandmother has been butting in alot, and the Director has been made aware. Now, I'll give you that our PreK class is not the perfect one, and that our teachers aren't perfect either. But neither is this kid. One thing lead to another and to another, and the grandmother was fired this afternoon.

Now, this of course, is now all my fault since, according to her, I haven't "been honest" about things that go on in the classroom. First off, I've talked to the director about my concerns. Secondly, THIS KID IS NO ANGEL, AND HAS HER WRAPPED AROUND HER LITTLE FINGER. So no, it's not my fault. It's her fault for coming into the room one too many times instead of going through the right channels about her concerns.

But this little drama gets EVEN BETTER. The grandmother was a lead teacher, which left a gaping whole in IOF's program. I will be taking her place, effective tomorrow. Hope she doesn't hear about that one, or it will become something majorly skewed like I was trying to take her position somehow.

So this is how my day was. I sure hope everything goes allright when I go in tomorrow morning to assume my new position, yikes. I will keep all you cyberspace peeps posted.