March 15, 2008

Again: P-A-R-E-N-T-I-N-G

I've recently opined about the concept of parenting, or, more specifically, the lack of it. The other day, I stepped right into a real-life example.

I went to pick up my daughter from one of her after-school activities (not at school). As I walked in, I saw a young child throwing a paper airplane directly at the proprietor of the place. I could tell the proprietor was annoyed; the airplane was fairly large and had a decent-sized pointed tip on it. If that thing hit someone (like the proprietor) in the eye, it'd do some damage. I said "hi" to the proprietor as I walked in. She then got up and went into her office, obviously annoyed with this kid. The kid asks the proprietor (gesturing to me), "Who's this?" She replies "That's Mr. Hube," slightly rolling her eyes at me as she walks by. Then, the kid walks up to me and starts tossing the plane directly towards my head.

Where is the parent, you may ask? Sitting right there -- with a big smile on her face. Yep, there was mom, not saying a word to the kid like "Don't throw that at anyone," or "Get over here and sit down," or even grabbing the airplane and telling the kid to occupy himself with something else.

The kid kept saying to me, "Look! Look!" and then would proceed to launch the plane right at my face. (Good thing I wear glasses or I might've lost my cool.) I glanced over at "mom," with a scowl on my face which clearly indicated "Get your kid away from me NOW." No dice. I walked over to look at some photos on the wall, my back turned to the kid and mom. The kid persists: "Hey! Hey! Hey!" I don't turn around. The mom says, with a clear tone of condescension, "He might not want to play with yooouu ..." Play? PLAY??!! Mercifully, my daughter came out then. We left quickly. There were two other waiting parents sitting down in the room, both of which had "oh my God" looks on their faces.

I sincerely hope I never have that kid in my classroom in however many years. I've a feeling I'll be sending him out of class quite often. No thanks to his "mom."

(Note: That's NOT the actual kid in the photo.)

Posted by Hube at March 15, 2008 09:29 AM | TrackBack

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Bob Knight on espn was asked 'what is the difference between bball players from the sixties, seventies and today. His reply was basically in a nutshell,'they had parents!'...who knew their job and DID their job of raising kids who listened and did what they were asked to do by their coaches and teachers! I love this man!

Posted by: cardinals fan at March 15, 2008 11:46 AM

Durn, I was hoping that was the kid. He kinda looks the part, you know?

The only thing worse than the situation you described is when siblings attend parent-teacher conferences and are allowed to believe they are there to entertain me or I'm supposed to "play" with them.

Posted by: elementaryhistoryteacher at March 28, 2008 05:53 PM