3. I’m more than just my grade on the Chemistry test. Trust me, I do understand that my grades are important. But I’m not good at everything. There are subjects that I struggle with and concepts that are hard – I can’t master everything right when I walk into the classroom – give me the opportunity to show progress and to learn the material. Give me some breathing room so that I can make a mistake and navigate my way into fixing it. Love me for all the things that I do right – let me make you happy by being me. Because when you harp on me about my grades, constantly, you make me feel as if the only reason you love me is because of my GPA.
4. Please knock. And don’t just barge right on in after you knock. I might be naked. Or writing an awesome thesis statement for my english paper. When you interrupt my train of thought you are jeopardizing that grade you take so seriously. Sometimes, I just need privacy.
5. I’m not perfect. I know you want me to be. But I’m not. I make mistakes and I’m navigating through them. I’m learning. In both school and life. Your expectations of who I should be don’t always line up with who I really am and I need you to love and support me no matter what – and I need to know that you support and love me. I need you to say it. I need you to show it.
As their teacher, I would add: Mom and Dad, I need you to realize, at this moment, I’m just a kid. And all that serious stuff will come – and I’ll be okay when it does. If I don’t get into the University, I’ll get into college somewhere. My life’s worth is not dependent upon my performance for these four years of my life. You taught me well. So trust me. I’m okay.