Showing posts with label bullying and other school politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bullying and other school politics. Show all posts

Monday, December 17, 2012

Mother Knows Best

or does she?

I wrote the following in 2005 - well before I moved to Paradise, before I met V, before Paris was even a twinkle in anyone's eye...

(I was actually trying to find a poem I wrote many years prior to put up, but don't have it on disk here - and found this.  It was in response to a friend on a board feeling shattered by the judgements of others.)


... I remember how judgemental I found other people (and especially other mothers) when I had a young baby.


No matter what aspect of motherhood you look at, there are MAJOR judgement calls being made.

Do you breastfeed? Do you formula feed? Are you using fast or slow flowing teats? Do you use a dummy? Do you let your baby cry? Do you pick your baby up at the first whimper? Do you carry your baby everywhere? Do you leave your baby in the pram? Do you let your baby have the required amount of tummy time each day? Do you put your baby in the sun? Do you put sunscreen on your baby? Do you dress you baby warmly enough? Do you give your baby nappy free time? Do you use cloth or disposable? When are you going to toilet train?

Can your baby roll/crawl/walk yet? Is s/he still using a dummy? Can s/he climb stairs? Has s/he said their first word? Do you use a sipper or a cup? Does s/he like the water? Can s/he swim? Are you going to lessons? Do you get in the water?

Does s/he sleep in a cot or a bed yet? (Your bed?) How come you separated? Is his/her father in his/her life? Do you get child support? Do you have a job? Do you use childcare? A centre or in home? (A relative?) Do you go out at night? Have you got a good babysitter? Are you drinking too much? Is s/he still using baby language? Are you toilet-trained yet? Do you leave a light on at night? Does s/he sleep in his/her own bed all night? Is his/her father in his/her life? Does s/he miss him much? You're still single?

Are you going to have any more? Can s/he stand on one leg? Does s/he like The Wiggles or Hi-5? Do you let your child watch videos? Can s/he concentrate through a whole movie? Are you still giving him/her baby food? Do you feed your child junk food? Do you let your child have lollies? Do you give your child softdrink? Do you let your child go on the rides? Do you have a pet? Does your daughter/son want a sibling? Oh? Is his/her father in his/her life? You're still single? Why did you separate?

Does your child go to kindergarten? Do you work? What do you do for fun? Do you get to talk to any other adults? Do you reminisce about the old days? Do you recognize yourself in the mirror? Is s/he swimming yet? Can't s/he control her anger/crying/words/body? Does s/he recognize the alphabet? Can you chase away the monsters? Do you know about Jesus? Why do people die? Can I have a new mummy?

Does your child go to preschool? Are you on a committee? Do you work? What do you do for fun? Why do old people have wrinkles? Isn't it sad your family aren't nearer? Why can't you accept help? Do you always make your quiches runny? Why did you separate? Does my nose twitch? Is Black Beauty a boy or a girl? Can I marry you? Why can't sons/daughters marry their mothers? Have you ever gone camping while s/he was younger?

How do you do it? Are you going to home-school? Can your child read? Can s/he sing? Play a team sport? Play chess? Play? Do you let him/her watch The Simpsons? Do you let them bathe and dress themselves? Do you make him/her cut the sandwiches? Do you give him/her full cream milk? Do you still have his/her bottle? Do you give him/her logo'd clothes? Does s/he tie his/her own shoelaces? Do you use velcro still? What do you do for fun? Have you ever wanted another one? Are you still single?

Why can't the whole class come over to have a party? Why can't we have a kitten? Why is that man so short? Why can't I come in your bed? Do you work? Do you use Before and After School Care? Are you on a committee? Can you make something for a stall? his/her father in his/her life? Does s/he miss him much? How come you know those people? Have you ever seen a triple rainbow? Do you speak English at home? Is your family close? Why did you chose that school? Should I say something? What should I do? Did you ever hear from that guy again? Why can't I have an icecream now? Do you let your child eat icecream? At 10 in the morning? At 9.30 at night? Do you have a bedtime?

Can your child read? Can you spot a bully? Is your child a bully? Is your child being bullied? Are you a bully to your child? Do you let your child bully you? Is that the same outfit? Is that new? Can you afford that? Do you work? Are you on a committee? What do you do for fun? Do you drink? Do you find yourself drinking more? More often? Alone? Do you talk to strangers? Why can't we talk to strangers? Do you know that stranger? Do you recognize yourself in the mirror? Does your child do drama? Do ballet? Play team sports? Run? Exercise? Watch television? Talk to him/herself? Bite their nails? Pick their nose? Cry at a pinprick? Never laugh? Are you overprotective? Do you know where your child is? What is your child doing?

Hopefully sleeping right now - as should I be... The problem with the questions are, there are always several ways to answer - and generally whichever way you chose there is a risk of condemnation... It doesn't necessarily get any better - but you train/trade in your friends, you ignore the obvious scolds and you get selective hearing.



Now I have a teenager and a husband, some of the questions have changed - as have some answers - but one things remains the same. 

In some sectors of matronly society (not all, thank goodness, or I would have NO friends), competition is fierce, and the quickest way to win is the cut your competition down.

Have you ever felt judged (or judgey)?  And what is your pet peeve?

(I will fess up - apparently mine is Candy Canes...)

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Responsibility

(or "watch out for those curve balls")

I am a worker bee. If someone needs a job done, I will do it.

That being said, I am not one who seeks the titles or wants the responsibility.

About a month before the end of season, the step-father of one of 'Salina's team-mates (and a seasoned softball parent and player) asked me if anyone was organising gifts for the coaches and assistants. I had not heard of this happening and wondered along with him.

As the weeks passed, I realised the answer was "no-one" and eventually I got sucked into that vacuum, and so on my list this Saturday is get gifts and cards for the coaches, wrap them, track down all the team on the Sunday break-up to sign the cards and present them.



But that is small fry responsibility, and I realised that we can't all always hide behind poles when these tasks are handed out.

Last night was the School P&C AGM.

I have always tried to be an active member of the P&C because theoretically a good P&C means you have some recourse in having a good school body. Unfortunately I am very much in the minority with this - even though we had a great turn out for the meeting last night, the 12 families represented there was a tiny decimal of a percentage of the 270 families at the school!

We left 'Salina in the capable hands of our 84 year old neighbour (who has an unfortunate habit of tidying my house for me when we get her to cat sit on occasional weekends) and V & I went along. ('Salina, reading over my shoulder, tells me I shouldn't have "and V & I" because too many ands...)

On the very short drive to the school, V asked that I hold myself back from taking on too much work as I have the new job and my old clients and am getting a little busy. I agreed.

So as I was saying, last night I was willing to put my hand up for a position - if there were no other hands. I would have done secretary or (if pushed) treasurer because someone has to do those jobs.

I didn't get either - because by the time nominations for those roles came up, I already had a hat to wear.

And so did V!!

Hence Jeanie - the woman who only a short time ago wondered about being apart a bit from the local community - well, now I am a responsible member of it.

(My new job is a role in a community organisation also)

Just call me "President" - and V is my first man!

Eeek!!! I will need to go clothes shopping.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Advice Requested

Any hints in approaching a teacher about the possible start of bullying?

My daughter has had a hard time fitting in to her school (new since July last year) for a variety of reasons, and I am moving towards sorting some of that hopefully - but it seems that at school the problem is starting to escalate.

I don't want to be overdramatic or overprotective, but I want my daughter to have a childhood that doesn't make her cry.

And your peers telling you to go away, don't want to play with you will make you sad. And kids in the class knocking down your lunchbox and jumping on your sandwiches will make you very sad.

And a sunny beautiful girl withdrawing and not wanting to interact with life makes Mummies very sad indeed.

So help please, before it gets out of hand? It appears that the school don't have a bullying policy - or at least one implemented (was in the letters to the editor page in the local rag - seems my child is not the only one).

I don't want to change schools again, because I truly don't believe in running away from problems. And I don't want to be that mother who is always making waves. But I want to do what I can for my little girl.