In honor of the parents who turned a kindergarten graduation into a WWE pre-show event, teachers: what would you honestly do if parents started fighting at a school function you were working?
Because you KNOW some poor kindergarten teacher spent weeks preparing that graduation. Practicing songs. Making decorations with their own money. Keeping 5-year-olds alive long enough to learn when to walk across the stage.
Everything is beautiful for about 8 minutes.
Then from the back near the Capri Suns you hear:
“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING TO?”
Every teacher in the room immediately hits DEFCON 1.
At that point I’m not breaking up a fight. Absolutely not. I teach comma rules and figurative language. I am not qualified to stop two grown women named Crystal and Nevaeh’s aunt from throwing punches beside a balloon arch.
I’d be evacuating children like a war reporter while admin does that useless fast-walk they always do when chaos starts.
Meanwhile the kindergarteners are probably having the time of their lives.
“THIS graduation is awesome.”
And you already KNOW the follow-up email would be:
“Reminder to continue fostering positive relationships with families 😊”
Ma’am. Someone’s grandmother just got shoved into the cupcake table.