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Last night I received this email from the room moms for Jack's class.
Hello All,

The end of the school year is upon us! We would like to thank all of you for your support and involvement over the last year. We couldn't have done it without all of you. Just a few last minute things for the end of the school year:

This Wednesday, the room parents will be providing lunch for all the students in the class (pizza, Eegee's and water), so no need for your student to bring a lunch that day. There is no need to send your child with money, as this will be covered by our class fund. After lunch, the children will then go out for lunch break on the playground. After break, Ms. G has several fun activities planned for the children for the remainder of the day. There will be no wet play or field trip, so no need for special attire. (Unless your child is feeling festive ). Ms. G would like to spend this last day with just her students, so please plan on staying home during the party.

Though lunch is provided, please feel free to send in any goodies you'd like to share, as long as they are store bought. (Popcorn, chips, candy, brownies, cupcakes, etc). We'd love to have them! If you choose to send something in, please let us know so that we avoid having too many of the same thing.

We will be purchasing a gift card for Ms. G from the class fund to thank her for a wonderful year. Other gifts are more than welcome, and will surely be appreciated, so don't hesitate to contribute!

Thank you all again, and best wishes for a fantastic summer!

Well. I didn't do anything supportive or involved (except write the $50 check for the class fund at the beginning of the year) so I know the kudos aren't meant for me. I'm not part of that "club". But the three room moms are, because they enjoy the privilege of providing the party for the kids. The party the other parents paid for but to which we aren't invited. Feel free to contribute more, though, because obviously these children don't have enough. Oh yeah. Our contributions to Ms. G's end-of-year gift card weren't sufficient either, hence the need to contribute other gifts that will be more than welcome and surely appreciated.

No number of "pleases" and "feel frees" suffice to mask the disdain evident in this communication.

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My jaw dropped lower and lower as I read this, wondering if I had missed something, and you'd wrap it up with "isn't this wonderful?"

Lord.

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