August 14, 2012

• Score 1 for annoying mom

  So I called the preschool office and very politely inquired about Mr. T’s placement.  The interim director was at meetings both times I called, but the secretary said she would leave a note after my second try.  The nice thing about Mr. T’s preschool is that the administration makes it a point to know all the kids and parents by name.  I knew I wasn’t just another mom to them.  I waited a day and restrained myself from calling again. 

  The day after, the interim director called back.  The interim director actually doesn’t know Mr. T.  Each class has 2-3 teachers and at least 1 teacher from each class goes out to help with drop off/pick up, but one has to stay behind in the class.  She was the one that stayed back, so she never saw Mr. T.  Anyway, she was still very nice and said she didn’t realize that Mr. T will not know anyone next year.  Apparently, even though the policy is that you can’t requests your child’s class for the next year, everyone ends up going to the office multiple times to requests a specific class and/or specific kids they want their child to be with (or in some cases not to be with).  Now I know.  Next year, I am SO going to the office to request Mr. T’s class.

  Anyway, she offered him a spot in the class that I wanted him to be in…the class with his friends and 8 other kids he knows.  YAY!  I was so excited because usually after the class lists are out, there is no switching.  I don’t know if it was just the Asian in me, but I found it so uncomfortable to confront them and ask them to do this.  But I’m glad I did.  I know I can’t pick his class for the rest of his life, but while I’m paying for it, I will.   Just kidding….I wouldn’t have minded his original class placement if there were a couple of kids that he knew in there.

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