Her New Mommy

Calm Down Papa Bear

I didn't bother dressing up that morning, mainly due to the fact that we're just going to be watching movies the whole time. My current attire is just sweatpants and a t-shirt with converse, very casual for a teacher. I sent an email to Mr. Hart asking if my students can dress in their pajamas for the day to which he responded with 'yes.' So that's why all of us are currently laying on our tummies on the floor starring at the film displayed on the wall by the projector. We're watching Frozen and the kids and I are just belting out the lyrics not caring about disrupting the other classes going on. I've warned them beforehand so they should have been prepared. As for break and lunch, they just go and get their food and eat it here in the classroom. So far we've watched about 3 movies, not including Frozen. We watched Home Alone one and two and Aladdin, some of my favorites so I was happy watching them.

After we finished watching Frozen I decided to make the kids do some physical activity. I plugged in my phone into the speakers and started blasting Live While We're Young by One Direction, all of us were just jumping around burning off energy. I put on It's On from Camp Rock 2 and they just danced happily, I walked off to the side just watching them with a smile on my face. I glanced at the clock noticing that it's about 10 minutes until dismissal, I go to my bag and grab my more professional clothes that I packed this morning for my meeting with Mrs. Till. I go to Andrea's room and ask her to watch the kids while I go and change, I finished fixing my hair and make-up right when the dismissal bell rang.

"Okay class, I want you guys to sit down so it's easier." One by one the kids had left only leaving me with a few that are going to the after-school program. I walk them there and head back to my room, I noticed Mrs. Till already waiting there impatiently with Mark by her legs. The sound of my heels clicking on the floor made their attention snap to me.

"Mrs. Till glad you can make it," I said giving her a firm handshake and leading her into the room. I had placed some chairs in front of my desk to make it more professional.

"Well I didn't really have a choice," she sneered.

"Please don't disrespect me in my own classroom, thank you," I kept my voice serious. "I would like to discuss Mark's behavior with you."

"Well go on,"

"I've had given him way to many warnings for his behavior and he just keeps pushing and pushing. He displays cruel actions toward his classmates, like hitting those two young girls yesterday. He constantly disrespects me, almost as if he's challenging me to see how much he can get away with. I will not tolerate any longer, I've told him all this before but he doesn't want to listen. So hence the reason for this meeting," I finished.

"And what do you want me to do about it? He certainly doesn't listen to me so I can see why he doesn't listen to you," her response shocked me but I didn't show it.

"You are his mother and his authority figure so I'm sure you can do something about this."

"I've tried, but this devil child doesn't listen. Do you know how old I am? I'm 31 and he's given me more grey hair than I can count. He's a good for nothing child that doesn't respect anyone," she sneered. I turned my attention toward Mark and noticed the tears welling up in his eyes.

"Excuse me Mrs. Till, but your son is sitting right there. He is listening to everything your saying about him, and you can probably tell it's hurting him. Now I know why he's so rebellious it's probably because he wants you to care for him and show him more love that I'm pretty sure he doesn't get at home. So I suggest you start treating your son right before something happens," I said slightly raising my voice.

"And what exactly is going to happen?"

"I might just tell child services that a 5 year old boy is being neglected at home by a mother that doesn't even want him," I said with disgust. "I'm done talking to you Mrs. Till, please leave my classroom this instant."