The principal set up a schedule for the kiddos. Each teacher (the school has three) is to meet with the kiddos for an hour a day twice a week online (via Google Hangout).
The students have been divided into two groups of eight. My days are Tuesday and Thursday. I got the 11th and 12th graders first, then the 9th and 10th graders.
Of the eight, one showed up in my first group on Tuesday. On Thursday, I again had one show up, but this time it was a different student. (For the 9th and 10th graders, I had the same two show up both days.)
It turned out Horatio had the same issue as everyone else; he could not get logged into the website where his work was. (Like many students of Mexican descent, he has two last names. Figuring out how that got encoded into his username turned out to be beyond us.)
But Horatio had other concerns. He wants to get his driver's license.
We ended up spending most of the time talking about that.
He's done most of the work already. He explained that he needed to find a driver training course, but they're all expensive. He had wanted to take it at his home school, but the counselor wouldn't assign him the class.
He was quite angry at the counselor. Apparently, there are issues there. And the way he talked about her...
I can think of three reasons why the counselor might not have given Horatio the driver's ed class. We went through Horatio's credits to see if he was up to date. He was. So, reason one didn't apply.
Reason two would be the class was full. Horatio said he had a friend in the class, and according to him, there was room for another student.
Horatio told me that the teacher liked him, so he couldn't imagine why he'd been denied entry into the class.
I did not explain, though, what I thought reason three might be. Because, that wasn't going to do any good. So we got to talking about something else.
See, reason three would be that the counselor didn't put him in the class because she didn't want to. And she might not want to because she wouldn't want to burden that teacher with a difficult student if she could avoid it.
I have a feeling Horatio and the counselor butted heads when they discussed anything. And as you all know, when you want something from someone, you are nice to them. I have a feeling Horatio was a jerk to the counselor. This was her revenge.
Of course, I have nothing to base this on. I could be completely wrong. There might be another perfectly reasonable reason why he didn't get the class.
But, it does illustrate a good lesson. It's best to not be a jerk to the person who assigns your classes.
Oh, and it turned out there should have been a dash between Horatio's last names when he logged into the website. *facepalm*