Parent-Teacher conferences were tonight.

I hate those. Seriously. I keep in fairly good contact with all of Alex’s teacher via email (isn’t that grand?).

She’s a good student and the only problems have been when she got behind on assignments and projects when she got really sick and missed a few days of school. She’s still not completely better and it has been quite a while now. I think she sank and couldn’t seem to resurface. Apparently, that is a skill she needs to learn. Quickly. So it doesn’t happen again.

I will admit that I only visited with one teacher tonight. She was alone at her table and not speaking to anyone and no one (clearly) was waiting. I swear they always say just about the same thing about her. I am impatient at these things and they always seem really awkward. This was no exception.

The conferences were set up in the gym. Tables were placed all the way around the perimeter, supposedly arranged from A to Z with the counselors and such in the middle. A few teachers, including her band teacher, were located at the high school because they have more students there. Upon hearing a complaint that the line to see the band teacher was huge, I didn’t go over there. The other teachers (aside from the one I did talk with) all had people actively talking to them plus several waiting.

Honestly, I did not feel the need to talk to any of them at this point in time. I didn’t think there was anything they would tell me that I didn’t already know or have had talked or emailed with them about recently. I also dislike the open venue of the whole thing in that I don’t want to discuss any potential issues with a lot of other people around because who knows what would be said and heard and spread?

I went at all because that is how I would get her report card. That and the volleyball coach scheduled the “parent meeting” during this time in an effort to be convenient. It wasn’t really. Until then I had planned on going earlier in the afternoon and not at all in the evening. Oh well.

No more official parent-teacher conferences until the fall. At that time, though, we’ll have two students to rush around and get to conferences for.

Fun times ahead.