Dodging Parents

I just dodged a parent on my way out of school. It was one of my parents from last year. She would have wanted to stay and talk. I had another parent email sitting in my inbox but didn’t bother to open it. I’ll deal with it Monday and enjoy my weekend.
Today, I ripped into Rodney in the hallway. I had thrown him out of class and he slammed the door on his way out. Later, Ms. Helm said she heard me. Then, Ms. Weeks said she heard me, too. That’s not good. She’s all the way down the hall and around the corner. It’s tough. I have my worst class on Fridays. They are totally hyper by then. Ms. Helm came in today and asked us to quiet down because we were making so much noise and her class was trying to take a test. When she walked in, Rodney was standing on a chair and yelling at other students. It’s not as bad as it sounds—we were doing a rowdy activity, covering textbooks in an assembly line (trying to beat another class’s time)—but I’m sure it didn’t look good.
Timothy complained about his lab grade today. Said it was his partner, Chawanda’s fault. I told him that it’s part of his job to work with his partner even if she’s being difficult. That will probably be another parent email on Monday.