Once again, I am deeply convinced that children do the very best they can.
If a child displays a negative behavior, I believe it means that he is not well so I refuse to add to his predicament the loneliness of feeling misunderstood.
I refuse to criticize the teachers of my children in front of them, even when I do not agree with their way of teaching or speaking to kids (by sometimes screaming at them for instance).
To their discharge, they are part of a rigid school system, which slowly evolves (or so I hope).
I listen to the complaints of my son’s teacher, then I comfort my child as to the unconditional love I feel for him. Back home with my child, I inquire about how he sees what happened.
Taking good care of the trust bond between my children and I is of utmost importance. It goes with believing what they say to me before anything else.
I want my children to be aware of the love I have for them.
Misbehavior or not. For ever.