Parent teacher conferences were held this evening and last. I must say that it brings a lot of joy to visit with parents about the progress of their children. I share my findings and great conversations ensue.
My first conference began with a mother sobbing, unable to speak. We reached for the tissues and I waited patiently for her to gain some composure. When she felt like she could form words, she thanked me. And then I began to cry. She thanked me for helping her child blossom and discover his potential. This may or may not be true, but I was humbled.
The last conference was with a father and his son. I let him know that he is raising a wonderful boy. Dad works hard and Mom isn't feeling well. He's taking her to the doctor tomorrow. Dad was so happy to see the good grades on his son's progress report. Happier still to hear about respectful behavior and a strong work ethic. Dad said, "I only made it to high school. I hope he can go to college." I agreed, "Yes, he is headed to college!" The man's eyes began to water. He shook my hand and said, "Thank you for all these words."
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