Good morning, Mamma. Happy Thursday! How are you?
I have a tale of Mamma-courage for you this morning. A dear friend of mine, a grad student, recently put her kids first in such a brave way.
This woman has five kids. Five. Recently divorced, she got into an exclusive graduate school program, woo-hoo and well done her. She needs that degree to earn enough to support herself and those five kids into perpetuity.
I have watched her juggle papers and tests and basketball games. Classes and daycare and dinner. It has been tough. And it has been amazing to watch. Last week, she turned in one of those massive end-of-term papers that are worth a big chunk of your grade. Like, seventeen-thousand pages, one of those.
Her professor disagreed with the way she structured her paper, gave her 44/100 points, and called her into the office to tell her of the grade and let her know that she could re-do the paper.
Now this friend of mine is one of those very detail-oriented people. She had carefully read the instructions (always a challenge for me) and put the paper together accordingly.
Additionally, this woman’s kids had their spring break coincide exactly with the end of this class. She had promised a room re-do to two of the kids (Paint! New bedspreads! Your cool new thing!), and then they needed to pack and head out for their time off.
My friend had a perfect score, a 100% in that class, going in to the Uber-paper. That’s right, she hadn’t missed one point all semester.
So she looked the professor in the eye, did some quick mental math and said, “Respectfully, no thanks. I have promised this weekend to my kids. Even with a 44, my overall grade will be a C, a passing grade. I appreciate the opportunity, but I did my best on this paper and I do not want to take the time away from my kids to do it over.”
She said her professor looked at her agog and speechless.
I wish I could’ve been there.
There are times when we have to choose that are easy, there are times when we have to choose that are hard. When it’s hard, and when it’s important, I hope you still put your kids first, and I hope you’ll have someone there to cheer your courage when you do.
Well done, grad-girl-Mamma. I hope you guys had an amazing weekend.