For background: last year, I had a very difficult year, due to an outrageously crazy parent. My principal promised to keep in mind any placement requests I would have in the future, since she knows that I really want to move to older kiddos. This year, I've had a dream class. Things have "clicked" with this group in a way they never did with any of my first three classes (and ESPECIALLY not last year's class). All year long, I've made it clear that I would be very interested in going to fourth grade with this group, and my principal has expressed the possibility that she would move me, if an opening opened up (for various reasons, it was well known that there would be an opening, but it couldn't really be acknowledged). Fast forward to yesterday, when we found out that one of my teammates will instead be moving to fourth. The same teammate who has always said she wants to teach YOUNGER students, not older. The reason given is that she will be a better fit with the personalities on that team. As an added gut punch, I was told that I will be teaching third grade next year, but will most likely be moving to sixth grade in 2017-2018. Fabulous, I've wanted sixth grade... except a little math says the group from H-E-double hockey sticks will be sixth graders that year. My principal did promise that I would never have that parent in my class again, except the crazy has been infectious, and the whole current fourth grade team has had to deal with unbelievable helicopter parenting. Maybe it's time to look for another school.