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My eight year son was took part in a school play / pantomime at the local hippodrome.
It run by a senior school that specialises in the arts , the bigger kids do the show and smaller kids from local junior schools have choir/ chorus parts.
My son and eleven other kids from his class did the backing vocals.
As in ..
https://youtu.be/RSLoJPs08YQIt was cute.
Great show, Alfie was buzzing, driving home we were all chattering about how good it was.
He asks his mum if she got a red note from the school or if they rang her.
"No, why would they ring me ?"
'Conor pushed my over and dragged my by the feet, I had to go to first aid, I though my arm was broken'
"What, when was this ?"
' it was just before we were getting on the coach to go to the theatre,I though I was going to miss is because I though my arm was broken'
Im red angly, but I came across calm
Who's Conor ?
He's a boy in my school.
Was he at the hippodrome?
No.
Why wasn't he there ? Was he jealous you were going and he wasn't?
No, he's an older kid, they didn't go.
What years he in?
He's year 6.
What year are you in ?
Year 3
That makes him eleven, Alfies 8.
His mum pipes up.
There have been other incidents, he once held a door shut so Alfie couldn't come out of a room.
He also tells Alfie he's adopted and looks like a frog.
Back to the car, it's half nine last night.
Where does he live?
He lives on Percival, two streets away.
Which house?
We slightly detour , they show me the house.
All the lights are on, it looks busy, lots of kids, two cars.
So I'm guessing there's a Dad.
We drive home.
The three of us are discussing the show and how good it was, but I'm distracted.
I decide we need bread and milk,
I'm off out.
She gives me a look.
I drive around the corner and pull up.
What do I do?
What would you do?
Comments
Much as I'd like to confront the Dad, I think the correct route is to take it up via the School in the first instance.
A one on one at his property with the Dad has the potential to get very messy, & of course if it got real bad & the Police became involved, you'd be seen as the aggressor.
Awkward spot.
I feel your angst - a similar thing happened to my son around that age.
I went to the home of the lad, father answered the door, I was very polite , him less so, kids copy their surroundings....
Take it up with school.