My niece M. was engaged in quite a battle in her school over a school election and that’s really all I can say about it because God only knows who’s reading this blog.
Needless to say, Ta-Ta the Grand Poobah, mother of M., acted in grand Julia Sugarbaker fashion to show her daughter that she is willing to fight for her when things happen that should not happen. That meant writing a few strongly worded but respectful emails to the principal and getting results. Fair results.
This is not a case of “life’s not fair and I should just tell that to my daughter” because sometimes that is the case; this was a case of “adult people who should know better wronged her and I’ma fix it.”
In my family, we ladies refer to it as “going Julia Sugarbaker” when us normally reserved, dignified sisters rip into people that deserve it by using our witty, biting words.
My point is that M.’s situation and Ta-Ta’s response caused Tina Fey to recall:
All this stuff about M. makes me think about the time I got a D in orchestra because I couldn’t make it to a concert for good reason. It got me kicked off the honor roll. So one day I go in to the teacher, explain the situation (which she already knew), she told me I was lucky I didn’t get an F and she wasn’t changing my grade.
So I said, “Okay. Well, my mom is outside and she wants to talk to you.” (Mom told me to talk to her to see what she said and she’d be waiting outside the room after class in case things didn’t go my way.)
So I come out of the orchestra room and Mom is waiting there. I said, “She won’t change my grade.” Mom says, “Okay,” and heads into the room. About 2 minutes later Mom comes out of the room, says, “She’s changing your grade. You’ll be back on the honor roll,” and Crazy Orchestra Teacher is in tears.
Good times, people. Good times.
Good times, indeed. Let’s hear it for moms who stick up for their kids and go Julia Sugarbaker when it counts.