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Wednesday, September 21, 2005

I am officially a Bad Mother and DD2 is no longer Perfect Child

oh dear. Last night I was told off for not informing DD2's teacher via her reading book that she had read all the books in the reading level she had been assigned to, and was bored. In my defence, it would have been very difficult to have done that since they haven't heard DD2 read this term yet, and therefore have no idea how she may have improved (or not) over the holidays.
That was bad enough, but on the way to school this morning we realised that she hadn't done her homework, due in today - "5 Facts about the Romans". Finding out the facts was not a problem as we visited St Albans during the holidays (and let's face it, there's not a lot else to do in that part of the world when it's raining (see Family Smat Go Off In A Caravan) ) but we had failed dismally on the "write them down on a piece of paper with your name at the top and hand it in on Wednesday" clause. So poor DD2 has to tell her teacher that she hasn't done the homework, the morning after the Parent's Curriculum Evening where our responsibilities re homework and reading were explained to us.
Slapped wrists all round I think.

7 Comments:

  • At 10:46 AM, Blogger Stef the engineer said…

    It's how delinquency starts. From there it's a seamless spiral to hanging out under railway bridges with the ciggies, lager and paper bags with a blob of glue at the bottom. :-(

     
  • At 9:13 AM, Blogger surly girl said…

    bloody school - always ladling on the guilt with a heavy hand. i was subjected to a heartfelt plea from small person's teacher to let her havea packed lunch sometimes so that she can "sit with her friends" which she does every day anyway.

    haven't they got anything better to worry about? gah.

     
  • At 9:42 AM, Blogger Smat said…

    oh we have this too, the packed lunch children aren't allowed to sit with the school dinners children - why I don't know, the office staff don't know, the teaching staff don't know, the Governors don't know, I complain on every questionnaire about it - dinner ladies have Too much Power. Rant over.

     
  • At 10:59 AM, Blogger patroclus said…

    Probably because packed lunches rate so much higher on the Edibility Index.

    I always used to stuff my horrible, horrible school dinner into my cheeks and then spit it out afterwards. It wasn't made any more palatable by the fact that it was cooked in Auldearn and then brought over to Cawdor in a van. Yuk.

     
  • At 11:56 AM, Blogger Stef the engineer said…

    Patroclus:

    Auldearn, Cawdor?
    I knew it, you're from Middle Earth, aren't you?

     
  • At 7:24 AM, Blogger patroclus said…

    I'm from Middle Earth. Smat, on the other hand, is from Buckie, where they say strange things like "reeking like a lum" and "al claes an porridge".

    Still, this linguistical handicap never did Smat, Boards of Canada or Fish from Marillion any harm.

     
  • At 9:46 AM, Blogger Smat said…

    I don't think I've ever said "reekin like a lum" in my life, at least in a non-ironic manner. I do however say "och well" to the great amusement of the southern softies round here.

     

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