One teacher kept talking over me every time I opened my mouth. She raised her voice. She corrected my word choice (I don't have complaints, they are concerns), butted in and finally just completely doubted the nationally recognized, data supported, school system supported behavior program I have been appointed to co-chair at my school.
Besides the rudeness and the condescension, the mumbling head shaking "I just don't believe we have to DO THAT because it is (air quotes) politically supported, I'm here to educate chirren" (pinched lips, church lady face)
I stopped breathing. It was like gaslighting. She thought if she questioned ME enough the data would go away. OR that the data could be called into question. "Where did you get that? hm? I just don't know that I believe that."
I referred her to our district level chair of the program who convinced me to take on the role at my school. Repeatedly. I was done. I was shaking.
I could care less what her opinion is. But to think that her opinion becomes fact? And that everyone else in the room should accept her reality?
She also tried to act like being accepted by people within the county who have positions of "power" was somehow a shameful thing.
I don't like feeling like I need to defend myself against crazy.
Fortunately, she is only one person. She has only one (equally negative) other person who buys into her talk. I am solidly in the "clique" with everyone else. Apparently, being friendly with and accepted by your peers is cliquish.
It was awful. But at the end, I felt supported by everyone else. So a positive.
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than, less than perfect
You held your position. You were supported. You OWNED this situation. Be proud of yourself
They have a choice: they can live in my new world, or they can die in their old one." — Daenerys Targaryen
I raised my voice. Had to make myself stop. I had to repeat over and over in my head that my silence did not mean I agreed with her. Because at some point there is nothing to be said.
I wanted to call her a bully... but that wasn't going to be helpful.
I didn't think of it at the time, but the whole don't get into an argument with a pig? You'll both get dirty but the pig will enjoy it.
Thanks for calling her ridiculous.
I also think the need to put it here and get even more support, to feel the reasonable people in my corner, is more proof that I still feel weak and shaken, and even a tiny bit of doubt that some part of ME is wrong.
He installed the buttons on your triggers-she (and every other person lke her) are just fishing for your buttons. You've put button protectors in place regarding stretch. Now you need to extend those protections to her and her friend. They've shown you that they need your boundaries.
I am sorry you felt triggered, but you were also shown that she doesn't believe hard evidential studies! Probably because it causes her to be responsible/accountable in some way.
You did well, I'm glad that your colleagues supported you. It sounds like they see her for what she is.
"For whatever we lose, like a you or a me, it's always ourselves we find in the sea" ee cummings
It's just plain rude.
Sorry she triggered you.