Everybody loves it when things work the way they are suppose to. Granted it doesn’t happen that often in any aspects of our lives, but when they do, it’s bliss.
A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to sit in on a group conference with a parent and a team of teachers that all had a myriad of concerns for a student.
This was not my first conference rodeo. I’ve seen parent-teacher conferences in just about every way known to man. Some of them are amazing; some I cringed; most are typically just “eh”. The one I sat in on – AMAZING.
It was the first time I got to see the team I assembled really work in full sync. Granted all are working well as is, but I never got to see them in action. It was a tough conference to have; a student, who is having some issues, also has some major home issues. There was no plan of attack, or pre-game strategy. Everyone just down, introduced each other, and it was like a whitewater raft ride. Some parts were serene; other’s were intense, but the takeaway was incredibly worth it.
I always said as a teacher that you know you hit home with a parent when you see tears. Some come five minutes into a conference; others come in 50; some never come. A group setting can be rather intimidating, but the Mom held her ground. About 45 minutes in, tears were acknowledged. The lead-up to tears wasn’t a barrage of negativity, finger-pointing, or excuse generating. It was a fluent conversation, and the teachers controlled it like a well-managed game of volleyball, just going back and forth all around, and a powerful (yet polite) spike would hit. It was just THAT GOOD.
I really do love my staff and am appreciative of them. I know they don’t hear it that much ( I need to do more than food and a cheesy joke), but after such a fantastic meeting, I don’t even know how to follow it up.
Rock on, LAC.