
I clean offices at night to support my family. It's honest work, but Jake's teacher Mrs. Rodriguez clearly didn't think much of it.
During the first week of school, she sent home a form asking about parents' professions "so we can invite guest speakers." When she saw my job listed as custodial services, her whole attitude changed
"Oh," she said during our first conference. "Well, I'm sure you're doing your best."
Jake started coming home with stories. How Mrs. Rodriguez would ask kids what their parents did for work, then make comments. "Wow, your mom's a doctor! That's so important." Or "Your dad's a lawyer! You must be very proud."
When it was Jake's turn, she just said, "That's nice, honey" and moved on quickly.
The breaking point came in October during career week. Jake was excited to talk about my job, how I keep buildings clean and safe for people to work.
He came home in tears
"Dad, Mrs. Rodriguez said you're just a janitor when I was telling the class about your work. She said some jobs are more important than others."
I felt like I'd been punched. "What exactly did she say, buddy?"
"She said, "Well, Jake's dad is just a janitor, so let's hear from someone whose parent has a real career. Then she called on Emma to talk about her mom being a teacher.
That night, I couldn't sleep. I'd worked two jobs to give Jake opportunities I never had. I'd never missed a day of work in six years. But to his teacher, I was "just a janitor
Parent night was the following Thursday. All the parents gathered in the classroom to hear about the curriculum and meet other families.
Mrs. Rodriguez was in her element, talking about high expectations and the importance of 'engaged professional families" in children's education.
During the QSA, I raised my hand.
"Mrs. Rodriguez, I have a question about career week
"Of course, Mr. Martinez. What would you like to know
"My sos said you told the class I was just a janitor and that some jobs are more important than others Could you explain what you meant by that.
The room went silent. Every parent turned to look at her.
"I don't recall saying exactly that..."
"So you're saying my son is lying?"
Her face flushed red. "No, of course not. I may have... misspoken"
"Which part did you misspeak? The part where you said I'm just a janitor, or the part where you said some jobs are more important than others?"
Other parents were shilting uncomfortably. A few were pulling out theit phones.
"Mr. Martinez, perhaps we could discuss this privately
I think this is exactly where it should be discussed. in front of all these parents whose jobs you apparently rank in order of importance."
One of the dads spoke up. "Wait, you told a kid his father was just a janitor?"
Another parent: "That's completely inappropriate."
Mrs. Rodriguez was scrambling. "I simply meant to emphasize the value of education and different career paths
"By telling an B-year-old his father's work doesn't matter?
The room erupted. Parents started talking over each other, expressing shock and anger, Mrs. Rodriguez locked like she wanted to disappear.
The principal, who'd been standing in the back, stepped forward. "I think we need to adjourn this meeting Mrs Rodriguez, please see me first thing tomorrow morning."
As parents filed out, several approached me. A lawyer shook my hand and said. I couldn't do my job without people like you keeping our building running" A doctor teid me, "Thank you for standing up to that. No child should be made to feel ashamed of their parent's honest work."
Mrs. Rodriguez avoided eye contact as she packed up her materiale
The next week, Jake came home with news. "Dad, Mrs. Rodriguer apalagived in our whole class. She said all jotes are important and she was wrong to say what she said about you."
Two months later, she trunaferred to a different school
Juke's new teacher invited me to speak to the class about my job i explained how t'keep buildings safe and chean
how every job matters in malling society work
When I finished, Jake raised his hand. "My dad works really hard to take care of people, just like doctors and teachers do made me cry hard.