In the beginning of September, Lily started gymnastics at a local gym near us. I was looking for a place for our energetic, loves-to-run, climbing 2 year old...especially with winter rapidly approaching where we'll be more contained to the house.
Gymnastics seemed the perfect fit. The evening class we first tried to join was full, so we chose the next best for us on Thursday mornings.
Lily is a joyful little person. Her excitement about involvement in gymastics was no exception. She would grin from the moment we arrived, running from the car to the door to go in, and squeal with excitement while bolting into the gym.
The class is a parent/child class that begins with the coach/teacher explaining the "circuit" for the day using a toddler as a model for each activity.
Lily was always ready to just get to it, so it took some restraint on my part to keep her on my lap and work with her to learn to listen. Fortunately, that time was short and then we'd be off to work on the activities.
Lily squeals. A LOT.
Especially when excited.
Most of the other toddlers {18 months- 3 years} in the class were
much more timid and reserved.
So, yeah...my child...the loud one.
I felt it.
The judging.
The first week, a mom said loudly enough to be heard as
Lily ran squealing past her, "
Jesus.Christ." Judgey mom completed her disdain with furled eyebrows and a look of disgust as she turned her head to follow my daughter after
Lily blew past her.
Sadly, I expect judgment between women. and although irritating, I wasn't there to make friends. I was there for my daughter.
I was surprised, however, the judgment was as apparent from the coach/teacher.
After each class, I'd come home,
George would ask me how it was and my response was that
Lily had a blast, loves it, but was loud and I tried to keep that in check. He said, "It's not church. It's gymnastics, right?" Leave it to my husband to keep
my perspective in check.
Last Thursday morning, we headed off to the class as normal. Same scenario as above: grinning from the moment we arrived, running from the car to the
door to go in, and squealing with excitement while bolting into the gym.
We made our way to the circle to sit after I wrangled
Lily back from the trampoline for us to listen to the instruction. As the teacher was beginning to explain a particular station, she called for "
Screaming Girl, come show us..." I simply said, "
Lily?"
"Screaming girl"
She's 2.
She loves the environment.
She squeals.
Thank God, she is too young to understand she was being degraded and insulted.
But, I am not too young.
I worked with my daughter through each of the stations unsure of what I was going to do at the conclusion of the class. Address it directly with the instructor? Talk with the administration? I needed to continue processing it to make the right decision.
As we moved into the larger room as a group,
Lily squealed again running into the room where she would be allowed to run in a circle immediately after we were in there anyway, and another comment was made by the "teacher", as
Lily blew by. This one was more subtle and indirect.
At that point, I had difficulty holding back my emotions. I teared up as I stood waiting for the "teacher' to finish instruction. Another mother noticed, came over and offered sympathy and support. I then said out loud, "
This is not the place for us."
I let
Lily finish out the class enjoying herself and squealing about it. At the conclusion, I headed to the front office to find out how to withdraw my daughter from an environment where it was made abundantly clear she was disliked by the instructor.
Unfortunately, I was so upset I had difficulty expressing to the administrative assistant WHY I was upset, but she was able to discern that I needed
Lily withdrawn. She asked sympathetically, "
Awww, is she just not ready?" and I replied, "
No, you all are just not ready for HER." I briefly explained that I was offended she was called "Screaming girl" instead of her
name TO her and I left in tears.
{this actually made me very angry at myself that I was so emotional about it that I couldn't effectively express my experience.}
Upon arriving home, I explained what happened to my husband. Suffice to say, the fact that he wasn't present when our daughter was degraded, was probably in everyone's best interests. He is fiercely protective and his handling would have been drastically different than my own. I love this about him. Knowing someone ALWAYS has my back feels so very safe.
There were a lot of tears on my end throughout the day as I continued processing how I would handle the situation as well processing the actual events.
I realized that I was feeling as though I needed to apologize for WHO my daughter
is. And THAT. I. WILL. NOT. DO. She is a joyful, rambunctious TWO YEAR OLD who is learning to navigate life. I'm not naive mother who believes she does no wrong. She wears my patience thin some days and it's a consistent effort to ensure she listens. That's
her job. To be a kid. It's MY job to teach her. It's also my job to protect her.
I wrote a formal complaint and hand delivered it later in the afternoon. I asked to speak to the woman who runs the gym about the situation. She was not present that afternoon when I delivered my letter, but the afternoon admin knew who I was when I'd walked in, that I'd left upset that morning and that my experience was
far less than satisfying. I was assured that the woman in charge/owner would receive my letter and contact me. The afternoon admin listened to my recounting of the events sympathetically and assured me that the "teacher" was going to be spoken to about this situation. I requested a refund for the month's tuition that I paid, as well as the registration fee.
This occurred one week ago today.
I have yet to receive a response.
After a high recommendation from someone I trust
with my children to start at this particular facility, I could not feel more disgusted by the entire experience.
Screaming Girl's mom is about to become Screaming Mom.
"September 27, 2012
To Whom It May Concern:
I have an extremely active 26 month old who until this
morning was enrolled in your Dipper & Me class. I am writing this to express my tremendous disappointment with
our experience at your gym and class.
We began on September 6, 2012, in the Thursday morning
9:30a.m.class. This was my daughter’s
first experience in an organized/structured class. I had chosen to enroll her
in gymnastics based on her energy level believing this would be the best option
for her as an active toddler. ---------
came highly recommended to us from our older children’s school counselor whose
opinions I greatly value. As a result,
I had zero hesitation in choosing ---------- for our experience.
As I stated previously, I have an extremely active child.
She squeals with excitement and she is learning to sit and listen
to instruction. When in an environment filled with an abundance of items to
jump and play on, she is ready to go from the moment she enters the room. I sit with her as we listen to instruction
for the class activities and often she is trying to escape to get started,
often squealing to get away and begin.
As I said, she’s active and excited and learning to follow instruction.
In the past three classes we have attended, I have felt
badly that she squeals as she runs through the room as I’ve watched her
instructor roll her eyes as well as comment about my daughter. Today, the final straw was the instructor
calling my daughter, “Screaming Girl” instead of by her name. I feel it was
inappropriate and degrading. As a
former kindergarten teacher, I would have received disciplinary action if I had
called a student “Screaming Girl” when asking her to come model a station
instead of by her name. It is simply
not appropriate.
I did not address it at the moment as the class was just
beginning. Shortly after when the instructor was assisting my daughter in a
station, I stated that I felt badly she was the loudest one in the class, but
she is simply excited and loves to participate.
When I overheard an additional comment made about her
squealing as we moved into the adjacent room, I had decided at that moment that
I needed to find out how to withdraw my daughter as I felt the environment was
not a positive one for her. I was
visibly upset as another mother came over and expressed her concern to me as
well.
I’m extremely disappointed in our experience and treatment
in your facility. For $92.00, my child was degraded and I was made to feel she
was doing something wrong for the 3 classes we attended. We missed the 2nd week due to
illness and were set to attend the makeup class tomorrow night. To pay $30.00 a
class to leave feeling degraded each week is quite honestly just not right
place for us. I’m saddened because she loves being there, however, I’m also
grateful she is young enough she has no idea how she was treated.
I stopped at the counter on my way out to find out how to
withdraw and was asked sympathetically, “Awww, she’s just not ready?” I replied that wasn’t the case, rather your
facility was just not ready for her.
Through tears, I shared that it was not appropriate for my daughter to
be called, “Screaming Girl” rather than by her name when being spoken to. The woman at the desk has always been
wonderfully kind and extremely helpful. Today was no exception. She handled withdrawing my daughter
immediately.
As stated previously, we were referred to you via a high
recommendation and as a result we recommended another family to your facility
whose experience has been vastly different than ours. That simply confirms to
me that the issue lies with the instructor towards my 2 year old daughter.
As a result of our short and completely unsatisfactory time
with your facility and treatment, I am requesting a full and complete refund of
my $40.00 registration fee and the $52.00 monthly fee I paid for the first
month for a total of $92.00.
I can be reached to discuss this further at _________ at
any time.
Best regards,
Stephanie __________"
