Pre-K Held Back

Everybody knows that your kids are a very sensitive subject.

You don't mess with nobody's children.

I got kids.

You better not say nothing about my kids.

I call this young lady and let her know her child has to go back to pre-K.

Here it is, y'all.

Your baby is going back to pre-K.

Hello.

Uh, yes, I'm trying to reach Miss Thomas, please.

This is Miss Thomas.

Who's then?

Uh my name is Mr.

Stapleton.

I'm actually the principal over at uh no you be elementary school.

Mm-hmm.

You're I'm looking at my records indicating that your son Nives Thomas is going to be starting his first grade.

Mm-hmm.

He's ready.

My baby's ready.

Right.

Listen, Miss Thomas, um, I've been going through actually all of the children's records uh that will be starting school, and I'm looking at your son's grades from his kindergarten year.

Mm-hmm.

And he did good.

Well, no, not exactly.

I mean, there's been a few um I actually spoke with the teacher and who he was under in kindergarten.

And it seems like he just really wasn't up to par as the rest of the children.

Mm-mm.

I now his conduct.

Now he talks, but he gets his work.

So what else is is she saying on that that ain't right?

Well, what it what's what it seems to be, ma'am, is that uh his grades weren't up to par as the rest of the other children.

She did tell me he was a disobedient child.

No, he disobedient and talking two different things.

Come on.

Okay.

Well, ma'am, listen, what we've decided here is we're gonna let little Nivet actually do another year of kindergarten.

Oh no, y'all ain't gonna let him do another year of kindergarten, no, sir.

Ma'am, that's that's the only choice I have after looking at.

Uh-uh.

Uh-uh.

No, we got our letter in the mail with our report card the week after school started, and it said on the back promoted.

And if I got to get above this couch and go get it, I'm gonna be pissed off.

Because I'm telling you right now, we will be in the first grade.

Kindergarten wasn't that damn hard.

I'm not sure what they told you about him, but it must be the wrong difference.

He doesn't color as well as the rest of the kids.

He's all out of it.

He's out of lines when he colors, he doesn't know his numbers completely.

And that's kind of what we need when you first come into uh uh into the first grade.

Uh uh when I can show you on this paper, he did satisfactory all the way through.

Now you about to piss me off, and I'm already sick calling me with some bullshit about my son flunking kindergarten.

He ain't that kind of third.

He does not color well, ma'am.

Listen, colouring ain't got nothing to do with the dead girl of kindergarten.

He is going to the first grade, and I'll be down there on August 24th.

Ma'am, I will not be able to allow you to get in the school on August 20th.

And and let me get I'll tell you what, let me go in and get my pencil and pen, because I don't live that far from this school.

And if y'all already down there causing some conflict, I need to get up and go down there because I'm not telling my baby when he comes home today that he ain't going to the dead gun first.

Ma'am, I I I hate to say it, but I'm gonna have to refuse education from him on August 24th.

You know what?

I just went back and put him in public school.

I know that was a damn mistake in the first place.

Foon with y'all talking about some coloring.

Give me your name again, sir.

Stapleton, ma'am.

And what's that number down there?

The number here is actually area code Nivest No it.

Uh-uh, wait a minute.

Uh uh, I got the number.

Never mind.

I pulled up this report card.

I got the number and your name on the back of this paper.

I tell you what, August 24th, we'll be coming in there going to school, and I might make a trip around that if it When I come from the doctor to make sure that you can't do it.

Bottom line, ma'am, is I'm not.

I don't want to hear that shit.

Calling ain't got nothing to do with nothing else.

You send us that the paper.

It's not only colouring.

His arithmetic is back.

No.

Uh-uh.

Are you working with him at home?

Are you doing anything?

I'm an incompetent parent.

I'm just asking, as a parent, are you working with your child?

I'm working with my child every day.

He can read better than you, probably.

No, he can't read better.

I'm the principal.

I can't read better than you because obviously you read that wrong on that paper that he's supposed to be going back to kindergarten when I know the paper said from his teacher, he's going to the first grade.

And I'm not listening to no more of this shit about him going backwards.

Now, if you got a problem with your paperwork, maybe you need to go talk to your secretary or somebody in there that wrote my baby name down roughly.

Your son's name is Nivet Thomas, ma'am.

No, it ain't him, baby.

I know it ain't him.

You're not gonna sit up and tell me my son is fucking kindergarten.

He is not going back to that kindergarten.

Don't bring your son down here August the 24th.

I tell you what, be ready to whoop me and my husband ass, but we will be down there August 4th, backpack, shoes, uniform, everything.

You hear me?

I will not be able to allow him an education.

Because my baby is not going back to no damn kindergarten for no coloring.

Can you bring him down here and let him color for me so I can't?

You talking about colouring arithmetic and all this stuff?

No, uh-uh, uh-uh.

No, I'm sorry.

Uh-uh.

We will be down there August the 24th.

I will have this damn report card in my hand that says you have been promoted to the first grade, and he's gonna have a damn smile on his face, and so are you.

I got one more thing I need to tell you, man.

Are you listening to me?

I'm listening.

You ain't saying nothing yet.

You better say something that sounds like the first grade, because I'm not playing.

I would go down to this dead gum administrator office and I have your ass fired because my son will be in that first grade.

Who are you raising your voice at?

Who are you raising your voice at?

You talking crazy to me.

I'm talking crazy to who.

What?

I'm a grown woman.

I don't need to be explaining to you why I'm trying to defend my children.

Did you graduate?

Honey, I am a college degree person.

I have a great job.

My husband and I do well for ourselves and for our children, and that's why we know.

You're not even at you're not even at work right now, man.

Listen, I'm sick fool.

I told you that when you call here.

Waiting on the doctor to call me now.

I'm probably missing my phone call.

Can you color?

Because your son can't.

Can I color?

What kind of damn question is that to ask me?

Can I color?

What are you?

White or black?

You asking me, Sonic.

You asked me, I'm not colored.

No, I asked you, can you color?

Like, I have some racist lines in there.

Can you color?

No, uh-uh.

I my coloring and me being colored ain't got nothing to do with none of this.

Is this a race thing?

No.

No, I'm not trying to send him back.

I want to send him back to color to get his coloring together.

I'll tell you what, that ain't got nothing to do with nothing.

And if you are the head person down there now, you are incompetent and you are an illiterate asshole to call me and tell me that my son has to go back to the first grade.

I got one more thing.

I tell you what, I'm through with this conversation.

I'm through with this car.

I'm gonna say one more thing and I'm gonna be out here.

Are you listening?

I'm listening.

This is nephew Tommy from the Steve Harvey Morning Show.

You just got pranked by your girlfriend Felicia.

I'm gonna be Felicia's ass.

I am going to beat her ass.

Motherfucker, you know, you're about to get toe out the frame.

I mean, I'm writing numbers and everything now.

I'm recording everything.

I'm gonna beat her.

She knew I was at home the day sick.

That's already I'm getting that help her.

Don't you worry about that.

I'm getting her because she know I don't play when it comes to my kids.

Okay, that's all right.

That's all right.

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry about it, Tom.

I think you know what?

You good.

You good.

That's all right.

I gotta say, you good.

All right, but one more question now.

What is the baddest?

I'm talking about the baddest radio show in the land.

The Steve Harvey morning show, baby.