Families & Teachers

My earliest memories of how teachers related to my parents was probably in pre-school. I remember when the my dad and some other dads helped build the play structure outside. I can remember that the community where I lived in Connecticut until I was 5 had parents that were very involved in the school and everyone pitched in. I also remember that we did things with our parents like go on a hay-ride to an apple farm and pumpkin patch in the fall and I remember having to memorize a "poem" when I was three and all the parents were invited to come to school and we sang songs for them and each of us said our poem. I still remember that one line poem to this day. Mine was "The Crocus reaches up to catch a sunbeam in her cup."My mom was even more involved when we moved to CA because she starting working part time for a children's organization in Berkeley and my dad worked full time so my mom was a lot more aware of what was going on in school and whenever there was an opportunity to volunteer she signed up. This drove both my sister and I crazy a we reached the upper elementary grades. In regards to me personally and communication with my teachers I know that they had two teacher-student conferences a year that both of my parents attended and also a back to school night and an open house. In third grade when I was struggling with my reading comprehension both my parents met with my teacher and communicated with her over the phone following their conference to discuss my progress.