Every Tuesday, my daughter has P.E.
Today she played volleyball. As we talked about her experience at dinner, my wife told us a war story of her 9th grade P.E. experience.
It involved a tyrannical gym coach, a ‘C’ on her report card, a visit to the principle by my mother-in-law, and a fixed grade.
My daughter was transfixed.
It occasioned a larger conversation about when and why my wife’s parents protested something going on at school. My wife is an advocate for teachers, but that has a limit. She supported her parents taking up her cause. I know she would do the same for our daughter.
Learning Together 