All the other posts covered most of what happened in November. It was a busy month! The rest of the month was full of things like basketball games, basketball camp, basketball tournament, dancing at basketball games, the Veterans Day program, me playing soccer with the other coaches for fun, Kaden at activity days, and the end of the first trimester! (I'll get into that)
This is what I posted about the whole debacle on social media, but Kylee had a rough trimester, lol. Happy to have it over though. It was funny, we met with the principal and college counselor to give us the options (I mentioned them above). And the college and career counselor brought the USU scholarship chart (as if I have never seen it...) and said, it's fine she just has to get a 34 on the ACT. And he literally said, "I think it's likely she can get a 34 or 35 on the ACT." Really? With what evidence? How many people do you know that score that high? It's madness. (I get to talk about her all her ACT scores later on when I catch up to that, I'm a little behind). Anyway, it all worked out.
I don't think I told this story already so I'll tell it here. Right in the middle of the trimester I got a call from the principal. He told me Dylan had been kicked out of his biology class but that they were working through it and it would be fine. When Dylan came home he told me his teacher has problems with power trips, and they don't get along. But he was going to try to be better. I insisted he go in on Monday (intervention only day) because he had finished his assignment on Friday but didn't remember to go show his teacher that it was done so his teacher didn't put it in the computer and it was showing as missing. Dylan can't play soccer if he has problems in his classes so I told him to just go in and show him and then Kylee could drive him home when she finishes dance shortly after Dylan got to school. We didn't think it would take much time for him to go in and show him his assignment was done. That was the plan anyway. The teacher wouldn't let him leave. He insisted he sit down and work on his online work they assign on Mondays. Dylan tried to explain that he always does that at home and he has a ride waiting for him but the teacher wouldn't listen. Dylan didn't have a way to communicate with me or Kylee so he was worried. He waited until the teacher wasn't looking and tried to sneak out.
Let me just pause there for a second to say a few things. First off, he has an A in this class, he does well on all his work. Secondly, he came in voluntarily to the class (some kids are "required" to come I think but if not, you can come and go as you please). The teacher had no right to force him to stay. Anyway, of course the teacher got mad and dragged him to the principal insisting Dylan be transferred out of his class. There is another teacher that teaches biology. But the principal was trying to say he would have to drop it and start again the next trimester. Which would mean repeating half the trimester that he had already done. I got mad. I told him this was not Dylan's fault and he shouldn't be punished for this teacher being a problem. He said he would see what he could do and would call me back. In the meantime Dylan and Kylee made it home and Kylee explained to me that everyone hates this teacher and that he made senior girls cry. I don't know the story with anyone else, but clearly he's the problem. Dylan also said that he knew the teacher would be a jerk so he started a video on his phone and left it in his pocket just so it could record the conversation. I listened to it and it shows Dylan asking politely if he could update his grade for the assignment and the teacher immediately started lecturing about things that are really not in his lane. Yet Dylan just listened and told him what he needed to hear. It was enough for me to know that I did not like the guy and didn't want my kids to have him every again.
The first time Dylan went to the principal, he was nice and joking around with him. The second time Dylan smiled at him because he had been nice before and Sals (the principal) started yelling at him about how this isn't funny and he thought they had agreed to make this work, etc. Sals called me back and told me he had moved seminary so Dylan could get into the other teacher this trimester and his work would all transfer over, and that's when I let him know how upset I was about this teacher. I am grateful this all happened when it did because later that night was parent-teacher conferences and I knew that if I had to go talk to this teacher, it would not go well. I would come in already defensive and it wouldn't take much to make me aggressive. Dylan butts heads with people sometimes, I get that. But in this situation I was happy that I could advocate for him and let him know we were on his side. For the record, I saw Sals at PTC that night and I asked him to clarify if kids were allowed to come and go. He said, "typically that's how it works, yes." Obviously he didn't want to throw his teacher under the bus, but it was clear he was crossing lines. I'm still happy I never had to have any contact with that teacher. I know myself enough to know I would've made an enemy pretty quickly.
So those two run-ins with Sals happened within a month of each other. But every time I saw him after that he tried to be my best friend. So whatever. Seems like he's the type that would rather be the good guy with the students, which is why Dylan felt comfortable with him and smiled. But the way he turned on Dylan was really surprising and hurtful and Dylan has still never got over it. He calls him fake saying he knows he hates him and he is just fake pretending like he wants to be friends.
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