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{that parent} #sol16





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I was that parent.

I was that parent who overanalyzed a kindergarten progress report.

I was that parent who carefully crafted an email asking for further clarification of a "progressing" rating (as opposed to a "secure") for my reader and writer.

I was that parent who asked politely for evidence and questioned how I could continue to help my reader and writer at home.

I was that parent.

I was that parent who received a detailed explanation the very next day.

I was that parent who was provided specific assessment information, "cut scores" and my child's data results.

I was that parent who is a full time Mom and full time teacher who understood every word of that email.

I was that parent who was relieved (calmed?) by the additional communication.

I was that Mom who cares deeply about my daughters, even to question the results on a kindergarten progress report.

I was that parent.  And I smile remembering the importance of open communication, even if I was that parent.




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  1. It's way harder to be on the parent side of the table, I think! I suspect there will be many more emails over the years!

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  2. It's way harder to be on the parent side of the table, I think! I suspect there will be many more emails over the years!

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  3. It is so hard to wear both Mama hat and Teacher hat. So very hard! I remember those early days . . .

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  4. There's nothing wrong in wanting to understand. You are a caring parent. You are right about this: it's all about open communication.

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  5. The only way you are able to understand is to ask and care. Glad that you received a positive response. I'm sure that teacher wishes there were more concerned parents like you. Love ya, Mom

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  6. I wish more people would ask questions about the report cards. The format we use is very onerous. I spent over 50 hours writing reports for 19 children. I'd like to feel like someone is reading them. :)

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  7. It's always interesting when you are a teacher AND a parent, and you need to communicate concerns with your child's teacher. Sounds like it was a positive interaction, though!

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  8. It's the way you reached out, and the way you responded that made the difference. Relief all around.

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  9. It's the way you reached out, and the way you responded that made the difference. Relief all around.

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  10. Understand completely! Wonderful communication.

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