Email saved me again

Here is the situation, for the past 2 years, Mac has been a bit lazy about completing his homework for his reading class.  He knows he can get away with this because there is no regular homework for the class and I have absolutely no way to verifying when there is homework.

I have spent the last 2 years begging, deploring, and generally pestering the teacher to give me some visibility to the homework schedule.  Nothing.  This coupled with the fact that she argues with Mac has driven me to a breaking point.  The irony of this whole situation is that I fought tooth and nail to have the district maintain this program for Mac, but I seriously question the value of the class he is currently in. 

Yesterday, I lost it.  I am not proud of my reaction, but I was sick and tired of having the same conversation with her.  I was also just not feeling so great either, got a bit of a cold.  When I told her that her lack of responsiveness does not help me in ensuring that Mac completes things on time, well it escalated.

The Principal is involved.  I also sort of think this teacher won't be back next year.  While this does not mean the new teacher will be better, at least there is the opportunity for that to happen.  When the Principal read my chronology of events, well I think that he was a bit amazed at the vast amount of email I have saved.  Bob teases me about it, but it has pulled my fat out of the fire more times than I care to say and I have a lot of fat to remove from the fire!

I have complained, ranted and generally carried on about how much I dislike this teacher for the past year.  It seems that now that I finally have some action on the problem she is going to move on.  Isn't that how it works out?  If she does not move on, it will be interesting to see how it goes next year.

All I can say, is that while managing three kids all day for the next couple of months is a lot of work, I am looking forward to ending the battle between Mac and the teachers.  A respite for me to gear up for the next round of fighting.  I wish it didn't always have to be a fight.