Earlier today, I was reviewing my little boy for his final exams. As I was going over some of his quizzes from the term, I spotted a grammatical error in one of the questions. It bothered me so much that I took a photo of the test paper and posted it on Instagram.
You might think that I’m making a big deal over this, but honestly, I would probably be able to let it go if this error was not committed by an English teacher. Then again, as a parent who is paying a significant amount of money for the promise of premium, quality education, I think that I have every right to be bothered. At the same time, I chose my son’s school because I graduated from there myself, and so did MrC and all of my siblings. I believe in its educational system and the level of excellence that it promises to deliver. I take pride in being an alumna of this school, and quite frankly, it’s pretty embarrassing to know that a teacher from this school is unable to write a proper sentence in past tense.
Sure, this may just be an error, and maybe she really is qualified to be teaching English. I am more than willing to give her the benefit of the doubt, of course. But I will be watching.