I’m not sure if I’m good at Pitting (well, I have bad manners on here half the time without even realizing it) but I am tired. I am so fucking tired of PARENTS. Because here’s the thing: I fully expect kids to act like morons. I know they’ll make stupid decisions. I know some will get knocked up, arrested, or worse. That’s unfortunate.
But do parents have to enable? Do you really have to come into my office and say, “Stop treating my kid like he ghetto; he ain’t a gangsta, you jus’ racist!” after your kid has been expelled from three schools already? Are we all racists?
Do you really need to tell your kid (in front of me), “I"m done with you. If you fuck up again, you’re outta here. I got three other kids to take care of. You ain’t shit.” (And the kid is 13.)
Is it really necessary for you to smoke pot with your kids before school? Excuse them from class because they got into a row with a teacher and don’t feel like doing their homework anymore?
Or the parents that let their daughter’s boyfriend live with them and the kids are 16 going on 30?!
Fuck them. You want to know why our school suck? Parents. I know I’m not supposed to do this - I’m not supposed to be judgmental. I’m supposed to appreciate home conditions. Saying it’s their fault makes ethnocentric and inconsiderate. Whatever. Fuck that.
Fuck the mom who ran off and abandoned her two children after her oldest son was shot. His brother just graduated last week and regularly has run-ins with a rival gang of his brother’s because he talked to the police about the shooting. They show up at his house, at school, whatever. And there’s nothing he can do.
Fuck the mom who lets her EIGHTH GRADE SON run around with ADULT GANGSTER MEN. She’s ‘given up on him’ and he comes to school 30 per cent of the time (if that). His UA just came back positive for COCAINE.
Fuck all of the parents who embrace gang culture.
Fuck the cracked out moms. They make their falling-apart and angry kids look normal.
FUCK ALL OF THE DEADBEAT DADS.
Double-fuck the parents who ‘agree’ with their kids when the kids say, “That teacher be trippin” after a staff member confiscates their drugs/cell phone/etc or asks them to refrain from using violent language.
Fuck the parents who never return our phone calls or inquiries about grades or truancy.
And fuck all those parents who don’t get their kids’ immigration papers straightened out when they had the chance.
Sure, there are good parents with bad kids. But what I see is a lot of bad bad parenting. Because of parents – you know, the ADULTS – I have a student who: 1) saw her father arrested and slated for deportation 2) watched her friend get stabbed 3) a week after her other friend had been shot in the head and 4) her sister was arrested and now this 16 year old girl is responsible for her sister’s kids so DHS doesn’t take them away. And this happened within a 3 week span. Did I mention she also lives next door to a rapist? The man is her friends’ mom’s boyfriend and regularly helps himself to his ‘stepdaughter’.
Call me insensitive. Call me racist because these are back and Latino kids I teach. Whatever. I reject the culture that you breed and enable.
I have been worried sick about this kid who is the apparent target of a rival gang (well, he’s not in a gang, but his brother was associated with so and so and blah blah territorial pissings: see the above story). This kid has straightened up his act, acted as a good role model/influence to the younger kids in the center and just graduated. He said to me, “Miss, I’m not scared anymore. I’ve been shot at twice. I’ve seen two people get shot. The worst that happens is a bullet hits me.” I’m sorry, but eighteen year old boys are supposed to worry about baseball and girls and college applications. He actually said to me, “Miss, I don’t want to leave school. No one bothers me here. I come here early, I go to work til late, I go home.” That broke my heart. Kids should be ELATED when they graduate.
I can be sympathetic (to a degree) with the kids. I can try to see the whole package. But at a certain point, you have to grow up. And these parents? I hate them. I hate them so much. These are beautiful children they’ve fucked up/are fucking up.
I see these kids, they come in all tough and their pants sagging and they’re stoned and so gangsta for being expelled from public school and…they open their mouths and you find out their voices haven’t even cracked yet! And they still love ice cream and stickers and silly jokes and hugs and high fives. They’re kids. And they deserve so, so much better.