We’ve all had at least one during our school days. During the last week of school last year, my oldest son and I saw this parent picketing next to the parking lot entrance. I rolled my eyes as I drove into the entrance to drop him off. Because the parents do not know how to drive through a parking lot (I’m not kidding.), I got to actually read this guy’s sign as I was sitting there with my engine idling.

He had tacked a picture of the eighth grade science teacher, along with a short bar graph of the percentage of kids who failed her class that year. In hindsight, I wish I had parked my car on a side street and gone up to talk to him about this teacher. If I had, I would have marched into the administration office and changed my son’s school schedule right then because he got stuck with this woman.

I won’t go into the gory details except to say that the majority of the kids in her class, including my son, are failing or are barely passing. The school district knows this woman is a loser but can’t (or won’t) fire her. My son has been teetering on failing all semester.

His final is coming up on Wednesday. I’m hoping and praying that he passes this well enough to keep his D- grade. If he does, he’ll be rid of her and moving on to technical drafting class he signed up for. If he doesn’t, he may get stuck with another semester with her.

Keep your fingers crossed, send good vibes, etc. I’ll keep you posted.

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