Here is a Momversation that I started. One of my pet peeves: parents who don’t help in their public schools. Do you judge the non involved like I do? Loved getting the input of Janice from 5 Minutes for mom ( who I met at BlogHer, Hi Janice! Let’s do “5 minutes for room parents”) and “Mr. Lady” ( love that moniker) of Whisky in my sippy cup (also met at Blogher, sassy, fun gal).
Since I can’t respond to the videos since I went first I will put them here: I don’t find a difference between single or married parents. In fact, my co room parent is a widower and he is very involved ( bless his heart). Also, there are parents who don’t communicate with me, but go to the teacher. That’s fine. I check in with her so I know who to lay the heat on and who to leave alone. Yes, the amount of communication you can get from a kids school is daunting. It’s one of the reasons I wanted to be the room parent to help streamline it and make it more clear. I hate the amorphous “come help” email. People need specifics and they need to know why? Example: This past weekend we kept hearing “come to a rally to support charter schools” on a Saturday morning when I –as a blogger– was given free passes for my family to go to Knott’s berry Farm. My husband was all for ditching the social action and hitting the rides. Since I grew up going to everything from Libertarian “victory” parties to marches for the the ERA this was causing me some pang. But, frankly the whole event seemed to vague. So I delved deeper into it and then I composed this email:
So, do any of us want to get up early and hustle somewhere Saturday
morning? I know I don’t. But, I’m going to suck it up tomorrow and
do just that. We need to have a good showing to show the LAUSD and
the State they can’t pick the pockets of the Charter schools. They’ve
done it and they will do it again if we don’t rise up against them.
It’s like when the ants face down the grasshoppers in A Bug’s life,
our collective numbers can send those who would underfund ( even more
than we are) into the mouth of a bird.
Okay, not a perfect analogy. Look, drive downtown, wear a green
shirt, yelp and clap for an hour and go home.
Guess what? It worked. Our class had showed up in better numbers than most others ( along with the 15 parents who do most everything).
My family didn’t get on the bus with the crowd. We put on our green shirts, found a meter, stayed for an hour clapping and yelping, then hoped on the freeway and a great time at Knott’s ( short lines, Camp Snoopy, good for little ones). Btw, all having matching color shirts not a bad idea at an amusement park. I could find them easily.
But, don’t tell me your busy. We all have a lot going on. I’m watching…