You can't know how sorry I am.
No, really. With today's privacy rules over schools and students, you really can't know.
Unless you ask. And I really wish you would.
Because on top of telling you how sorry I am for what happened to you--even though it wasn't something I did; even though I've been told I shouldn't need to feel apologetic, that someone else has taken care of what needed to be said--I could have that opportunity to hear out all of your concerns about what happened, to offer you my sincerest sympathy, and to share the part of the story that you didn't hear--'cause you can't know.
I can imagine your shock and your pain. Anger, perhaps? (I wouldn't blame you.) Confusion? Fear? This is the problem I have: I don't know what you experienced outside of the obvious, and speculation beyond that can lead one down wrong pathways. I don't want to go there, and it's why I can't just let go when things like this happen. There is no real resolution between us over this, and how can I not be a part of this story?
My hope is that you were given enough information to understand that this was not acceptable, but it is also not the norm. If you thought the actions you witnessed today left you with myriad responses, I tell you the truth when I say that you can't even imagine what was going in the mind of the one who brought those actions forward. If I knew, you wouldn't have known such a moment, and we'd be in a very different place.
So, please know that I am truly sorry, and if the opportunity presents itself, I have things to tell you. Because I believe you not only can know, but you NEED to know....
No, really. With today's privacy rules over schools and students, you really can't know.
Unless you ask. And I really wish you would.
Because on top of telling you how sorry I am for what happened to you--even though it wasn't something I did; even though I've been told I shouldn't need to feel apologetic, that someone else has taken care of what needed to be said--I could have that opportunity to hear out all of your concerns about what happened, to offer you my sincerest sympathy, and to share the part of the story that you didn't hear--'cause you can't know.
I can imagine your shock and your pain. Anger, perhaps? (I wouldn't blame you.) Confusion? Fear? This is the problem I have: I don't know what you experienced outside of the obvious, and speculation beyond that can lead one down wrong pathways. I don't want to go there, and it's why I can't just let go when things like this happen. There is no real resolution between us over this, and how can I not be a part of this story?
My hope is that you were given enough information to understand that this was not acceptable, but it is also not the norm. If you thought the actions you witnessed today left you with myriad responses, I tell you the truth when I say that you can't even imagine what was going in the mind of the one who brought those actions forward. If I knew, you wouldn't have known such a moment, and we'd be in a very different place.
So, please know that I am truly sorry, and if the opportunity presents itself, I have things to tell you. Because I believe you not only can know, but you NEED to know....
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