Some people consider being a teacher's child an unfair advantage in the class room. Well let me tell you this, it is no where near how glorious people crack it up to be.

While going through school, I remember having other classmates with teachers as their parents. Comparing myself to them, my sister and I got off kinda easy. Although we went to the same school in which my mom taught, we were fortunate to never have her as a teacher since she was Special Education. My other classmates would think I got the special treatment- curves on grades, second chances, never got in trouble.

The cruel reality of that was just the opposite. If I was caught breaking the rules, you better believe my mom would know about it before I could even see her at the end of the day to tell her myself. If I got a bad quiz or test grade, she'd play dumb but knew about it before I told her. Even when I went on to high school and left her school, as soon as I got in trouble for something- anything- the teacher was immediately on the phone calling her. Even for the smallest problems at school, it was the largest punishments.

Don't even get me started when it comes to grades in school and how they connected with whatever social life I had at the moment. I had friends that were failing classes or slacking off in school and their parents didn't care. They never hounded their kid to get their work done or to study for that test. They'd leave all that responsibility to their child to take care of whenever they felt like it. They were allowed to go anywhere, do anything they wanted no matter what day, time, or event was coming up for them in school.

Then turn your attention to the 'teacher's pet' or the favorite of the class. Curfews are taken very seriously in that household. If you aren't home by curfew, say goodbye to your weekend and your friends. Get anything below a B- on a test/quiz/homework and the phone, laptop, tv and friends all disappear until your parents say otherwise. For me, it was always one week per letter grade step down. In other words, C+ meant grounded for a week; whereas a C- meant three weeks of no social life. If the grade wasn't brought up by the time your parents lift the restrictions, the restrictions were extended.

Yes, on some occasions it was nice having a parent as a school teacher in the same schooling district you went to. It had it's perks- like when the other teachers try to make your life living hell so that way the other students didn't think you were being favorited. Your parent can go up to bat for you and defend you if need be but that doesn't rid the fact that being a teacher's child makes your school life much more difficult.