Guess what happened today? A lady from the office at Skyler’s school called us. She asked Lee, “I hate to ask, but what happened to Skyler’s eye?” I know schools are looking out for our children and I applaude the fact they are diligent about investigating possible abuse cases. But this accident HAPPENED AT SCHOOL. So Lee was all, “It happened there at school.” Lee told the office lady the teacher called us about it yesterday afternoon. But apparently Skyler’s teacher didn’t let the office know, which I guess she was supposed to. [She's young and still learning. I'll forgive her for this oversight. She's a really a good teacher.]
Lee then went in to the whole thing about how Skyler didn’t want to tell because she didn’t want a yellow light. And the office lady said, “Oh, that’s probably why she was hesitant to give us an answer.” Then she said, “she’s not going to get in trouble if she’s hurt.” And Lee was all, “Yeah, we talked to her about it last night.”
I’m not sure how I feel about this whole green light/yellow light/red light thing. If the threat of getting a yellow light is making my kid feel like she can’t tell her teacher when she gets hurt then it’s a little counterproductive. Granted she should have been on task rather than talking, but she about took out her eye. And instead of asking to go to the nurse and get ice she just suffered through the pain so she wouldn’t get a yellow light. Screw the yellow light.
I’m volunteering at school tomorrow for the holiday party, so I think I’ll have a little chat with Skyler’s teacher. Maybe the two of us can talk to Skyler for a couple of minutes and let her know she doesn’t need to be afraid of the yellow light.