The Smart kid’s PTM
Parent: “Uh… hey, so…”
Me (Teacher): “Sir, his marks are—”
Parent (interrupts): “I don’t even know why I came. Let’s just go back home.”
Smart Kid: “Okay, Dad.”
The Very Bad Kid’s PTM
Parent: “Hello teacher, how did my son do this time?”
Me (Teacher): “Well… he got 4/100 in Math, 9/100 in English, and 6/100 in Science.”
Parent (gasps): “Only single digits?!”
Me (nodding sadly): “Yes… very poor marks.”
Kid (quietly): “Oh no… I’m gone.”
Parent (suddenly smiles): “Wait… at least he passed one digit! That’s progress from zero!”
Me (confused): “Sir… these are terrible marks.”
Parent (ignores teacher): “Come on, family, let’s celebrate! Ice cream, pizza, party tonight!”
Kid (jumps): “YESSS! Best PTM ever!”
Me (whispering to self): “Are they crazy…? This is the first time I’ve seen failing grades celebrated.”
Parent (dancing with kid): “Marks come and go, but parties are forever!”
The Another Very Bad Kid’s PTM
Father: “Hi.”
Mother: “So, how is he?”
Me (Teacher): “Well… he is—”
Father (interrupts): “Good?”
Mother: “Excellent?”
Me: “No…”
Father: “Outstanding?”
Mother: “Is there even any better adjective than that?”
Kid: “Uh… what’s an adjective?”
Father (angry): “Didn’t the teacher teach you that?”
Mother (shouting): “HEY! Stupid teacher, why didn’t you teach my child properly?”
Father: “Yes, exactly! Answer us!”
Me (nervous): “Gu—”
Father: “No, no, no! I don’t like this answer.”
Me (snaps): “SHUSH! … I did teach everything. He just didn’t pay attention!” shows CCTV footage
Parents (furious): “KO time at home!!”
Kid: “Oh man… I’m gone for sure!”
The Average Kid’s PTM
Parent: “Hi, are you his class teacher?”
Me (Teacher): “Yes. So, about his marks—”
Parent (interrupts): “Oh, I don’t need to hear the marks.”
Me: “Why?”
Parent: “Because marks don’t matter when you grow up, so…”
Me (smiling): “Yes, you are right. Okay sir, so about his behavior—”
Parent: “Yes, tell me that.”
Me: “He is a very good kid, polite and nice. That’s all from my side. Bye!”
(Parents get up and leave)
The Very Good Kid’s PTM (>Smart Kid)
Me (Teacher): “Hi!”
Parent: “Yeah, yeah, hello. Tell me the marks, I don’t care about anything else.”
Me (searching): “Uh, okay sir… let me find the report—”
Parent (impatient): “Hey, loser teacher, find it fast! I have other things to do!”
Me: “Alright sir, I found it.”
Parent: “Yes, so…?”
Me (reading): “He got 99/100 in Math, 98/100 in English, 97/100 in Science… and 100/100 in Computer!”
Parent (shouting): “OMG!”
Me: “Are you surprised?”
Parent (angry at kid): “You kiddo! Why did you get such low marks?”
Me (shocked): “Sir, but these are very good—”
Parent: “Why didn’t he get 100 in all? He should have gotten 101!!!”
Kid (whispers): “Last day on Earth… live it, man.”
Parent (furious): climbs on the table, snatches the answer sheet folder, throws it in the dustbin, and storms out with the kid
Me (stunned): “OMG… that was intense.”
Ending
Teacher: ok that was intense I think I will leave this job
Principal: hey please don’t we only have you !
