Okay, my seventh graders finally made me cry. Or rather their parents and them. I almost hit a deer on the way to work (no cars but me for miles and it runs out if front of me?) So I walk in the door at exactly 8:00 and like five people tell me that they are paging me in the office. So I walk in the office and sure enough there is a parent of a seventh grader, who preceded to yell at me because of her child's grade. I deal with her and there are three students waiting for me in my classroom to fuss about their grades. And it is not because they care about failing English it is because they may be ineligible for sports! And they have managed to convince their parents that I "lose" their papers (I do not!). Funny that I don't lose papers from any of my other classes. I couldn't take it anymore! I sent them out. Darn if I was going to cry in front of THEM. Then I hid out in another classroom and called the principal to watch my first period class. He later told me to stop taking so much ownership of their problems. I cant help but to take it personally. I am a veteran teacher. I shouldn't be having these problems.