Years ago, when my youngest was in 2nd grade. . .both girls were sick with bronchitis for an entire week. I stopped by the school daily, and the teacher had zero assignments for her.
Friday of that week, she hands me a pile of workbooks and papers nearly 6 inches high, and informs me they all needed to be completed prior to her return on Monday.
I took the pile directly to the Principal’s office, noting that I had signed in each afternoon for 4 days, and gotten nothing. The teacher was called to the Principal’s office, and claimed she was “too busy to provide work on a daily basis”.
Needless to say, my youngest was exempted from the work. Not that it mattered, we pulled both out a few weeks later, and began homeschooling. . .
A formative moment in a good education.
I love a happy ending.