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Last night was "Back to School Night" at our daughter's elementary school. We arranged for our daughters to spend the evening with Nana and Papa (the retired couple next-door, who serve as adopted grandparents), and my wife and I walked up to the school. After running the gauntlet of volunteers handing out political campaign materials outside the school entrance (this is a gubernatorial election year in Virginia), we headed to the gym, where the principal introduced us to the teachers and spoke briefly about her goals for the school year. Then the officers of the PTA discussed this year's budget and we voted to approve it by voice vote. Finally, we were dismissed to the classrooms to meet with the teachers.
Our daughter is now in second grade, and so we sat in her classroom and listened to her teacher discuss how he likes to run his class, and describe his goals for the year. He answered a number of questions from the parents, and indicated that he would be contacting parents who were interested in volunteering to discuss their role in the classroom. My wife and I knew the majority of other parents in the room...many of my daughter's friends are in her class this year, so it felt a bit like homecoming.
Before we left, we made an appointment for the parent-teacher conferences in November following the end of the first grading period. This will be our opportunity to sit down one-on-one with the teacher and discuss our daughter's classwork (though we aren't really concerned, as she did extremely well last year). Then we walked the block back home and retrieved the girls from the neighbors and put them to bed.
Not an exciting evening, but useful and important. I don't get all that many opportunities to interact with the school, being at the office all day. My wife is active as a fund raiser for the PTA, so she's quite involved, but I try to make the most of my limited opportunities.
Our daughter is now in second grade, and so we sat in her classroom and listened to her teacher discuss how he likes to run his class, and describe his goals for the year. He answered a number of questions from the parents, and indicated that he would be contacting parents who were interested in volunteering to discuss their role in the classroom. My wife and I knew the majority of other parents in the room...many of my daughter's friends are in her class this year, so it felt a bit like homecoming.
Before we left, we made an appointment for the parent-teacher conferences in November following the end of the first grading period. This will be our opportunity to sit down one-on-one with the teacher and discuss our daughter's classwork (though we aren't really concerned, as she did extremely well last year). Then we walked the block back home and retrieved the girls from the neighbors and put them to bed.
Not an exciting evening, but useful and important. I don't get all that many opportunities to interact with the school, being at the office all day. My wife is active as a fund raiser for the PTA, so she's quite involved, but I try to make the most of my limited opportunities.
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