Report Card

An eleven year old gets picked up from school by his mom. On their short drive home they normally chit chat. The mom asks her son about his day, he responds it was fine.

The young boy then says, mom can I ask you something that’s bothering me? The mom replies, of course son what do you got.

Well today one of the kids at our school who is a boy went into the girls bathroom and the teacher said it was fine.

The girls in the bathroom you could hear screaming and laughing at him when we were at lunch. Mom, I don’t think that is right and I don’t want girls using my bathroom. 

Well son the mom replies, sometimes in life not all things are as they appear. I can understand where you are coming from and I can also say I can agree with you on how you feel. 

We live in a new time where not everyone is always going to agree but we must accept each other for who they are and how they identify. 

I do believe son that you are at an age where you shouldn’t have to understand or process these things and it can be overwhelming at times. 

Well mom I think the school should have bathrooms like the rest stops have when we go on vacation.

You know the ones where you said moms can have privacy to change their babies diapers, like when I was a baby and you and dad had to change mine. 

That’s a great idea son, I’m sure as things change they will find ways to make everyone comfortable at school and everywhere else. 

The car stops as they arrive at the end of their driveway and the mom checks the mail.

It looks like your report card came son, it is that time of the year she says to him as she notices him looking concerned. 

She gets the car parked and they both go inside their home and the boy runs upstairs to his room rapidly. 

His mom places her items on the kitchen island and opens up the yellow envelope addressed to Blake’s parents, Mr and Mrs Thomas. 

To her disappointment Blake had a couple C’s in subjects he normally shines in. Blake has always been an A, B student. 

Mrs. Thomas yells from the kitchen up the stairs loudly “BLAKE THOMAS!” get down here NOW!

Blake expecting her to yell comes down the stairs with his head down in despair.

She looks at him and says, what is going on with these two grades, it says you are missing assignments in Math and English?

Blake without hesitation and in utter confidence responds back to his upset mom, “ But I identify as a student who gets good grades and does their homework” !