I went to pick up Evan from school today. Mrs. Sue was not happy. All the parents were lined up and of course I happened to be at the front of the line so everyone could hear our little conversation. It went like this.
Mrs. Sue: "Mrs. Workman, we need to have a word."
Me: Uh-oh
Mrs. Sue: "We're having a bit of a problem with Evan."
Me: "Really?" shocked, of course.
Mrs. Sue: "Yes, he was asked to leave circle time twice today." Mrs. Sue raises her eyebrows here for effect. Which prompts me to ask the inevitable, what for.
Mrs. Sue: "He was making inappropriate noises. Again. And he wouldn't stop. And what's more, he laughs about it."
Me: "I see.. like, what kind of noises?" This was not a good question, I quickly realize. Mrs. Sue raises her eyebrows again, smiling an un-smile. It dawns on me that she doesn't want to replicate the noises. "Oh, right, uh, we'll definatly have a talk about this."
Mrs. Sue: "I hope so."
Evan's project this weekend: writing a letter of apology to Mrs. Sue, which he will give her on Monday.
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