For Love of Word

When I taught middle school, keep in mind this was 11 years ago, the parents were insane that last year thus my moving up to high school.
I've had parents believe just about ANYTHING their student (child) told them. Even as outlandish as the stories were, they were still believe by thier naive parents.
One student, I'm not sure if it was a boy or a girl, but I would probably say the latter in regard to the content of this story, actually had her parents believing I allowed my student (7th graders) to sit on, not at BUT on, my desk. Really! Are parents really this gullible? And to top that off, they also thought I exchanged clothing with them since I would tell the girls their outfits were cute. How funny, or is it really sad, is this?
The last incident that was the making of my decision to move to the upper level grades was the boy who I had to move to the front of my class due to his lack of motivation and laziness. He would always put his head down, so I wanted to insure he had a front row seat in order to stay alert and perhaps learn a thing or two (that is the purpose of attending school right?) Anyway, one day his head was down as I was addressing the class, so I lifted the front of his desk and put it down in hopes of waking him. Now keep in mind I am 5'4 and at that time weighted probably 110 pounds. There were words exchanged, so I informed him I'd be calling his parents to discuss his behavior with them-it was a Friday. Unfortunately there was no answer, so I left a message explaining the events that occurred that day. Being a fairly newer teacher, I was unaware of a cornered student's power of persuasion when it came to saving themself. Bright and early Monday morning his father was in the principal's office demanding my resignation as I picked up his son's desk, with his son in it, and slammed it down on the classroom floor. WHAT? Where did this super power teacher come from who was strong enough to manhandle the son of this worried parent as I had never seen her. Unbelievable!