… And yet again I am sat here trying to update the last couple of days and enjoying my time too much to the point where I can’t be bothered with house work… Typical. Ah well I can try to sort it out another day…
Recap of Thursday; As we all know, I love Thursdays because it’s my day! I spent some me time, watched a bit of telly, writ a post and writ up a list of things to remember to say to my sons Teacher.
Here’s what I wrote;
First, What is the schools policy on bullying? – What is classed as bullying to the school?
My son wanted to be here with us to talk about this.
Have you noticed a change in him?
In the past couple of weeks he has been bullied. I noticed on the first week of it that he was very quiet, less talkative, withdrawn and making negative comments about himself.
He wasn’t happy when he saw me or affectionate as he usually was. I had a word with him to find out what was wrong.
He told me about different occasions where someone had said things to him which were unnecessary mean comments that were hurtful.
- I hate your coat. It’s ugly. You look ugly wearing it.
- You’re rubbish at dancing.You should just stop coming to dance club because you’re rubbish.
- Speaking in own language with friend while pointing and laughing at him.
- You’re bad at being in north. You can’t protect your points because you’re not good. I don’t know why you bother coming to school.
– Continues to make these comments.
– Follows him and spies on him til he is alone and then makes these comments.
– Makes him feel sad, low, uncomfortable, bad about himself and doubts himself.
– Less enthusiastic about school and dance club.
– He tells her off and tells the closest teachers.
– After school she said “hi” to him and smiled which made him feel anxious and uneasy.
All this to me is bullying.
What is going to happen?
Will the parent be notified about the child’s behaviour?
My son doesn’t want her there. He wants her to stop. And he wants to be left alone.
The appointment was at 4pm while my son was at dance club and my daughter was asleep in the pushchair. We sat down and I went through what I had written. She did say she noticed he had been withdrawn and upset but she thought it was because the Shanghai teachers had left as he did cry at that time.
She was shocked to hear everything I told her and was quite concerned she said she wish she could have caught it a lot sooner instead of 2-3 weeks of him going through this and that she will make sure she keeps him from them and will observe to see if anything is said or done the next day and she will definitely try to sort this out.
She said she takes this very seriously and would speak to the other teachers and get some advice on how to tackle this situation and keep me updated through out it all and hopefully put a stop to it. The thing is the teachers my son spoke to about it, all they did was tell the bullies off, took a couple of minutes from their play time then sent them back out and were suppose to document it as a report for the class teacher.
But they didn’t. Otherwise they would have spotted the pattern and saw the things that was being said and would have been able to do something about it sooner… Or I really hope they would have! The meeting ran longer than it was supposed to and my son had been waiting awhile since his club finished earlier. Later that day I had to make a last minute number costume for my sons number day.
It’s not the best I have ever made but I didn’t have long! My son chose the numbers and I had to cut the numbers out of the silky material that we had and sew them on individually…. He liked it which is all that matters.
Recap of Friday; I woke up the latest I have ever woken up on a school day! I woke up at 7:53am! We had to leave at 8am which obviously wasn’t gonna happen… We all got dressed grabbed bags and left at 8:15ish but had to go to the shop to get some breakfast bars!
My daughter was walking so I had to carry her while she chomped on her bar and leg it to the nursery otherwise she would just be either standing still eating or walking at a snails pace! Luckily we managed to get her to nursery dead on 8:30am! Then had to run with my son to get him to his school before 8:40am!
Managed to get him dead on time too! I don’t know how I did it but my legs were aching and I was already tired haha. Went to watch the assembly and I am pretty sure I was the only parent not talking during the whole thing! That really pisses me off! The school tells the children at assemblies to be respectful and have manners by being a ‘quality audience’ and yet it is the parents who are rude, disrespectful and being the opposite of a ‘quality audience’…
I have to stop myself from turning round and shushing the whole lot so I can listen to whats being said… After assembly I pop to the shop and head home… As I approach my block guess who comes rocking beside me? That workman from the lift… Ya know the one that compared himself to my 3 year old and said he was pretty much the same and was trouble blah blah…. Lets just call him ‘WM’ for now.
I didn’t even notice he was around til he was right next to me and I heard him say “Hiya! I’m glad I’ve bumped into you.” I spin round and see him smiling at me and drinking a can of monster energy drink… He then says “I’d be locked out if I hadn’t” he chuckles to himself…. I feel like saying something like “Using me to get into the block now are you?” but we are already at the doors and it just doesn’t seem right to say…
One thing I have noticed and surprised by is that he is well mannered in the sense of letting me go first through doors, saying your welcome and seems okay…He even apologised for the smell of the can of monster energy drink… It’s like he read my mind at that point though haha.
He was nattering away with the other workmen outside the lifts talking about what they were going to have for lunch and couldn’t wait til home time… I awkwardly standing in the middle of the three workmen was just willing the lifts to come down so I can get in and go home myself! The lift came and even though the ‘WM’ was right next to the door he didn’t go in and gestured for me to go in first.
I thanked him and stood in the corner, he stepped in afterwards and when the doors closed he made a sigh of exhaustion I thought… That’s when he apologised for the smell and continued by saying he knows it smells like crap but it was something he needed to jolt him awake kind of thing… I laughed because I wasn’t sure what to respond with and found it odd and amusing he felt the need to explain why he was drinking the energy drink.
He was about to say something else but then the door opened on his floor. Before he got out he said “Well I best get back to it” to which I then say “enjoy your lunch” and half laugh when I say it since I heard what he was going to get for lunch… He responds by telling me he has just had a break but yeah he is looking forward to lunch and it should be good… He stepped out and said “catch ya later” and the doors close.
Later that day I already have my daughter and we are walking to get my son… Yes walking… She was wide awake and I am trying to rely on the pushchair less.. We just had to leave earlier so we could get there at the very least on time. But on the way my daughter tells me she has done a poo.
I haven’t brought her bag with us silly me and she starts walking with her legs apart and waddling like a freaking penguin… By this point she is getting sore and is hurting and I feel so bad for her, so I pick her up and carry her on my back. She giggles at least and we start getting to the school faster and we wont be late.
We get to the school playground and wait for the kids to come out. When my son comes out I hear the teacher say “Leo wait here, I’ll need to have a word with your mum.” She then goes over to ‘F’s’ dad and starts telling him something that gives him a shocked look on his face… She then comes over to me and explains that she has spoken to a few children and have had a word with ‘F’ and ‘B’ and she is still trying to get to the truth.
I’m guessing they kept changing their story? She told me she would update me again on Monday. As we were leaving I overheard the teacher having words with ‘B’s’ mum and she was looking a little horrified and ‘B’ was putting on the waterworks… From what my son had told me she seemed shocked that the teacher knew what was going on and the teacher spoke to two of my sons friends and it turns out they had been doing it to them also. Let’s hope this get’s sorted.
I Had to carry my daughter back as she was in tears due to a sore bum… We pop into a shop to get her a drink and a lollipop to calm her while we try to get home. When we get to the till I go to use my debit card as I am sure I have enough for what we have… It gets declined! There is a line of people behind us and I try saying that “shouldn’t have happened”… As I know I have enough… I then ask the guy at the til if he can keep the stuff behind the til and I’ll be back after checking my bank…
Just as he agrees the guy behind me tells us to not worry about it and that he will pay for me… I’m surprised by this act of kindness and question if he is sure… He asks how much and when I tell him £4.20 he then smiles and tells me that’s fine… He hands me my stuff and I thank him a couple of times and head out of the door… That’s never happened before and I am thankful but also surprised that he was kind and generous.
When we get home I have to tackle my daughters smelly bum! It was very very sore and I had to use a combination of warm water and cotton wool balls as well as wet wipes and cream… I told her it’s probably best if she just airs it for a bit. Luckily that seemed to work and heal a lot better. What was I to do? I hadn’t had anything to do her bum with when we were out and the shops nearby was either too busy or too expensive for nappies. It was just quicker to get her home and sort her out then.
Bit long today but I hope you liked it…
Thank you for reading as usual 🙂
x Emz x