To be fair, your dad was probably just as scared of your teacher. Same with the principal.
If I hadn’t had a dad who was a school counselor in my district used for all the worst problem kids I think I would have had a different experience. I wasn’t a bad kid, but I was a weird one. As a result I got to see behind the curtain a little and think office politics plays a bigger part of why kids get in trouble than anything else (well, except actual parent involvement and how you raise your kids). Now that you mention this I think I’ll take my youngest to get her eyes examined just to be safe.
Nah, if you knew my dad at the time, he insisted there was nothing wrong with my vision. I actually was already a pretty intelligent kid, mostly from book learning at the time.
Book learning worked great for me, but only because the book was close to my face, which works fine for nearsighted people. So my dad was convinced, my vision was fine.
I was disappointed at my dad for quite a few years, but ultimately had to let my anger go.
A few years later, dad asked me why I didn’t tell them I had bad vision. All I could tell him was “I didn’t know, until I finally got to see good vision.”
That’s fair and only you know your situation. I’m just speaking from my experience as a dad, and what I have seen from other dads. You’d be surprised how often grown men and women get intimidated by elementary school teachers. Which is easier to avoid when you see them as a teammate with you instead of an authority figure. I frequently ask them how we can coordinate our efforts with my kids when they get it trouble. Not that that happens too often.
I have also noticed that my kids have more trouble certain years because of who the teacher is, and who they sit near. But my kids say that has nothing to do with anything and die on that hill. I’m not saying this in relation to what you said, again only you know. But it is always good to remember that our perspective of our childhood memories is developed by our childhood brains. It is impossible to know what we missed and how different our perspectives would be if we re-experienced them as adults.
But, sincerely, sorry your dad was a tool about your needs. That’s sucks.
Yes, you only know what you’ve experienced. If everything’s blurry, that’s normal.
I know when I got my glasses, the optician said to look across the road with my glasses on. There was a brick wall the other side and I could see it clearly. I was amazed and said as much. I don’t think my sight had always been bad but it must have been bad for long enough for that to be a revelation.
I was amazed that I could see the leaves on trees as we drove home. Apparently that’s an extremely common experience among people who just got glasses.
I had the same experience. Starry nights were almost like stepping into a fantasy. I remember one friend came with me to get my glasses and he quoted his sister when she got first glasses and for some reason it stayed with me for the last thirty years.
To be fair, your dad was probably just as scared of your teacher. Same with the principal.
If I hadn’t had a dad who was a school counselor in my district used for all the worst problem kids I think I would have had a different experience. I wasn’t a bad kid, but I was a weird one. As a result I got to see behind the curtain a little and think office politics plays a bigger part of why kids get in trouble than anything else (well, except actual parent involvement and how you raise your kids). Now that you mention this I think I’ll take my youngest to get her eyes examined just to be safe.
Nah, if you knew my dad at the time, he insisted there was nothing wrong with my vision. I actually was already a pretty intelligent kid, mostly from book learning at the time.
Book learning worked great for me, but only because the book was close to my face, which works fine for nearsighted people. So my dad was convinced, my vision was fine.
I was disappointed at my dad for quite a few years, but ultimately had to let my anger go.
A few years later, dad asked me why I didn’t tell them I had bad vision. All I could tell him was “I didn’t know, until I finally got to see good vision.”
That’s fair and only you know your situation. I’m just speaking from my experience as a dad, and what I have seen from other dads. You’d be surprised how often grown men and women get intimidated by elementary school teachers. Which is easier to avoid when you see them as a teammate with you instead of an authority figure. I frequently ask them how we can coordinate our efforts with my kids when they get it trouble. Not that that happens too often.
I have also noticed that my kids have more trouble certain years because of who the teacher is, and who they sit near. But my kids say that has nothing to do with anything and die on that hill. I’m not saying this in relation to what you said, again only you know. But it is always good to remember that our perspective of our childhood memories is developed by our childhood brains. It is impossible to know what we missed and how different our perspectives would be if we re-experienced them as adults.
But, sincerely, sorry your dad was a tool about your needs. That’s sucks.
Yes, you only know what you’ve experienced. If everything’s blurry, that’s normal.
I know when I got my glasses, the optician said to look across the road with my glasses on. There was a brick wall the other side and I could see it clearly. I was amazed and said as much. I don’t think my sight had always been bad but it must have been bad for long enough for that to be a revelation.
I was amazed that I could see the leaves on trees as we drove home. Apparently that’s an extremely common experience among people who just got glasses.
I had the same experience. Starry nights were almost like stepping into a fantasy. I remember one friend came with me to get my glasses and he quoted his sister when she got first glasses and for some reason it stayed with me for the last thirty years.