Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Turning it Around?
English. Continuation high school. They were still working on The Crucible. Or, at least they were supposed to.
There were only three students who had finished the assignment already. I had their names. Two of the names didn't surprise me. The third? My jaw just about hit the floor.
Marcus and I are well-acquainted. I met him for the first time in opportunity. He's... Well. How do I say this? I wonder why he still attends school as he doesn't appear to do anything. And, well, he's probably pretty well up in a gang...
Don't get me wrong. I don't worry about my safety or anything. But he has spent an entire period talking about how his gang and a rival gang got into it over... Oh, I don't now remember the catalyst.
So, I was shocked that he was one of three who was up to date on his work.
When he got to class, he talked. And talked and talked. Turns out, he's now regretting not having gotten more work done before this. He's decided he wants to graduate. But, the teachers are being less than helpful (his words).
(Did he work on the extra credit that Ms. M. had left for them? Of course not...)
This was promising talk. He can still graduate. He's just now a senior. He has a year. If he applies himself and works, he can totally get it done.
The next day I had him in class again. Did he do any work? Of course not...
(At least he's started. Sort of. Change takes time. I hope he keeps at it.)