I was once again called down to the school to deal with Toms misbehavior. Always the same teacher calling, Mr. Child, or Bill to the parents. This day Bill told me all about how Tom stole all of the school paper reams from the cupboard. He would sell them to the students at 25 cents a page. I listened to Bill reciting the burdens of having my son in his class for 35 min. before I could escape. I was really angry with Tom. I was going to be late for work once again due to Toms shenanigins. I drovehome, jumped out of the car, ran into the house and started my lecture with tom. Tom to protest but I would not listen. I was so angry I was actually shrieking at him. I finally grounded him, then flew out of the house to try and When I did reach work I was actually a few in. early by some miracle. One of the ladies that works there has a son Toms age, and he was at the facility waiting for his mom to punch out. While David waited he started telling me how much all the kids like my son. Then David told me about the game they had played in class that day. Tom was the store owner. So he collected the change for all that the kids needed to buy. Tom carefully ecorded the items and their cost in his ledger. My heart was sinking as David plythly talked on. I felt miserable. I had never missed a day of work in the 3 years I had worked there but I was about to. I punched out with DAvids mother and I headed right for the school in the hopes of catching Bill before he left for the day. When I entered Bills class room I was really upset. I told Bill all that David had told me. Then I told Bill thst considering all of the times he had called me to the school for something Tom had allegedly done, I thought maybe the problem was not with Tom, but rather with Bill.
I got home and called Tom down stairs. I apologised to him for jumping the gun. I promised to always listen to him when he was trying to tell me what really happened. We talked for hours, and I came to realize that I wasn't far off the mark with the statement to Bill about who had the actual problem. Later I would find out that Bill knew I had a point, so for the rest of that school year Bill had a standing appointment with the school psycholigist. The same psychologist that Bill had wanted me to send Tom to!.

sorry this took so long to tell, but it is a true story!

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