James 4:2 "ye have not, because ye ask not."

Dear Ja,
I'm really glad I emailed Emma's teacher about her report card.  At first I was going to let it go with all the MP's she got (B's) but then Emma showed me all her work and the grades on them. So I decided to question it: 
Dear Ms. Ikuma,
Emma and I were looking over the report card and were a bit perplexed about all the 'MP's she got especially in writing/grammar. I looked at all her spelling tests which were never lower than a -1 as well as her writing essays which were always so detailed and thorough. We don't mind those grades but would like to know what she is lacking in so she can improve.
Thank you for all you do on a daily basis. . .you are a great teacher and Emma is enjoying her school year.
Shandra



Dear Mrs. Harris,
I am deeply sorry about Emma's report card. I can't tell you how embarassed I am! But I am also very appreciative to you for your email.

She definitely deserves an ME in all areas (reading, writing, and speaking). I am working on going back into our report card system to change her grades.
Hopefully I will be able to get a new report card to Emma by tomorrow, but if not, it will be sent as soon as possible.
Thank you again for pointing that out to me, and again, I apologize for the error.
I am so happy that Emma is enjoying school. She definitely is a wonderful student to have in class. Every day she impresses and amazes me with her articulate thinking and also her thorough understanding of what we are learning.
Thanks again!
Margeaux


Kinda odd I think but. . .oh well . . .ye have not because ye ask not.  Glad I asked.  Emma's happy and tells me I owe her 'more' money for that report card now.
Speaking of something else I asked for. . . . I asked to be released from my calling with the men.  No more boy scouts committee chairman.  Get ready to say hello to another calling . . .:)
 
Today I had a good warm day at the pool with 3 other ladies and  kids for 3 hours.  We ate raw green beans, apples and a whole box of ritz crackers. 
Tonight I took the girls to activity days and Liza wore her nightgown to it.  At least her hair was brushed.  I guess it should be something I'm proud of?  True confidence?  I couldn't help looking down at myself though in my torn up jeans and thinking . . . .
 
We're counting the days for you to come home!  I hope you're feeling our prayers towards you!
Luv, Shan
PS Sometimes I still feel that boat rocking when I'm holding real still.  Liza REALLY wants to do it but I told her not with me.  Maybe you can be the hero.