Today, I got an e-mail from Alex's school with his grades. He had a B- in World History. I was disappointed and growing mad. Alex has A's in every other subject and for some reason this one evades him. Of all his classes, this one is the only one we are fearful of less than an A total grade. I told Alex that I wanted to see all of his homework before he turned it in. Today's e-mail showed three grades and I was unaware of any of the assignments.
I told Alex that a B- is unacceptable and that I am willing to help but he has to allow me to see assignments before they go in. So I threatened him. I know, poor parenting and all, but sometimes it feels like it's the only real option, after all, I tried the gentle approach only to be blown off.
I told him that I didn't want to hear about his girlfriend wanting to get together or do anything until his grade got better. If that didn't improve things then I would take away his texting capability (already limited) and if that didn't work I'd take away the cell phone.
I told him he had choices to make and if he couldn't I'd make them for him.
All right, no need to tell me what a bad father I am. It felt bad doing it and it still feels bad. When I got home I made a point of going to see him and explaining my disappointment in more rational terms. He understands, or at least he claims to.
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