Rude Lady Shames Woman for Not Having Children, Regrets It Later - Subscriber Story

A boy’s mother shames the school teacher for not paying more attention to his child but regrets her words a few days later when her son gets into an emergency.

Alice Fischer had always dreamed of being a preschool teacher. She loved kids and even worked as a babysitter through her teens to earn extra cash. Parents usually loved her because she could teach their children school stuff.

But she was also great at getting them to learn more about life, behave in social situations, and even pick up after themselves. Many of her regular kids started calling her Mary Poppins.

Eventually, she graduated with a degree in Education and started working at the local preschool in her early 20s. Being a teacher was completely different from babysitting, though. You had to deal with many children at once, and it was clear that some parents spoiled their kids at home.

It also seemed like they expected teachers to raise their kids instead of doing anything themselves. But Alice didn’t let that put her down. She had a great job and loved the kids in her class.

Her colleagues had warned her about Tommy’s mother, who regularly insulted teachers if something happened to her kids. She also seemed pissed off most of the time.

Regardless, Tommy was the sweetest boy in the world and one of the smartest in her classroom. The only issue is that he could be a bit clumsy. One day, Alice had just called recess time, and all the kids were going for their lunchboxes.

Tommy had opened his bag and started drinking from his milk carton while Alice paid attention to another student. Suddenly, she heard Tommy exclaim, “Oops!”

That was never a good sign with preschool kids. She rushed to him and discovered that he had spilled most of the milk on his shirt. Not a huge issue, but it was best to take him to the washroom and clean off as best they could.

Alice washed the shirt in the sink, and one of her co-workers had a portable hairdryer. The shirt wasn’t pristine, but it worked for the rest of the day. Unfortunately, Alice never imagined that someone would have a problem. The following day, Tommy’s mother came to school.

“I demand to know why my son came home smelling of milk, and his shirt was all messed up!” Mrs. Davis almost yelled at Alice.

“Mrs. Davis, yesterday Tommy spilled milk on his shirt during recess. I cleaned up as best I could—”

“Well, you did a horrible job, didn’t you? Besides, why weren’t you watching my kid to prevent such an accident? That’s your entire job,” Tommy’s mother interrupted.

“No, ma’am. I’m your son’s teacher, but I have 10 other kids to watch out for. I can’t keep an eye on all of them all the time,” Alice tried to explain.

“I don’t care about other kids. My son deserves to have your entire attention,” Mrs. Davis continued.

“Mrs. Davis, I’m not a private tutor or your kid’s babysitter. That’s not possible,” the teacher added.

“What if next time, he decides to run around with scissors or jump out the window? You going to say it’s not your job to prevent that?” the angry mother asked.

“I’m very sorry about the milk accident, Mrs. Davis. But it’s not as bad as what you’re describing. Tommy is a smart boy, and you have probably taught him not to climb over windows or run with scissors, right?” Alice said.

“Are you implying that I’m a bad mother? What do you know? I bet your kids walk around with spilled food on their clothes all the time,” Mrs. Davis added.

“I don’t have any children, ma’am. I’m just a teacher and doing my best. But parents have to continue teaching things at home,” she said while trying to calm the situation.

“Of course, you don’t have any kids! You’re one of those selfish child-free people. What would you know about parenting? I’m going to file a complaint about you with the principal. Goodbye,” Mrs. Davis said and walked away before Alice could say anything else.

Everyone at school knew Alice was one of their best, but Mrs. Davis’ husband was an important person in town with the kind of power to get anyone fired. She tried not to think too hard about it but worried throughout the night.

The next morning, the principal called her in before classes started and told her that they couldn’t go against Mrs. Davis’ wishes. But knowing how good she was at her job, the principal promised a glowing recommendation letter.

Alice didn’t argue. She just got up and went to the classroom to pick her stuff up. The kids were already in their seats.“What are we learning today, Ms. Fischer?” one of her students asked. She had to tell them the truth.

“I’m really sorry, kids. But I’m not going to be your teacher anymore,” Alice said reluctantly. All the kids protested.

“No, you can’t leave us. You’re the best teacher ever!” another kid added. Suddenly, Alice heard a weird cough and looked towards Tommy. The boy's face was red and blotchy and he kept coughing.

“Ms. Alice. Tommy ate my PB&J sandwich. Is he choking?” the girl next to Tommy said.

But Alice knew that Tommy was not choking. He was having an allergic reaction to the peanut butter. She almost panicked. Tommy’s parents had never talked about any allergy. Luckily, Alice carried an Epipen in her purse because her niece was also allergic.

She used it on Tommy and took him to the nurse. Together, they drove him to the hospital, but the boy was already in the clear thanks to Alice’s Epipen.

“What happened? What did you do to my child?” Mrs. Davis cried as she rushed to the emergency room.

“Mrs. Davis. I’m going to stop you right there. Alice just saved your child from a deadly allergic reaction. Why didn’t you tell us that he couldn’t eat peanut butter?” the nurse told Mrs. Davis.

“What allergy? Tommy doesn’t have any allergies,” Mrs. Davis said, shocked.

“He does, and it’s peanut butter. You should know that. You’re his mother!” the nurse continued. Alice didn’t want to add fuel to the fire.

“I’m so sorry! Thank you! Thank you, Ms. Fischer. You saved my son,” the sobbing mother said. She also talked to the principal again, and Alice continued working at school as if nothing happened. But the entire school banned PB&J forever.

What can we learn from this story?

1. Teachers are not your kids’ sole educators. Education starts at home, and teachers are not responsible for everything that happens to them.

2. Be kind to others. You should never act entitled, no matter what kind of influence you have.

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