Friday. Twelfth grade English. Second period.
It was almost an hour into the ninety-minute period (block schedule) when Jocelyn arrived. She asked if her friend, who didn't have a second period, could "hang out" in class with her.
While Jocelyn informed her friend that she'd have to go elsewhere, I noticed that Jocelyn had handed me a yellow late pass. The pass said 8:39. It was 9:24.
When Jocelyn returned to me to get the day's assignment, I asked her where she'd been for the better part of an hour.
Jocelyn explained how there was a long line in the office to get a late pass, how she picked up a random yellow pass from the counter, and how the time stamps on those passes didn't mean anything, really.
All of this? Lies.
Rather than get into an argument with Jocelyn, I nodded, and she sat down and got to work.
After second period was snack. I went to the attendance office.
I told the clerk what Jocelyn had told me. As expected, she laughed.
When a student arrives late, they get a pass. The attendance clerk stamps the pass with the time stamp machine. Then they're shooed to class. Most students arrive at class within a couple minutes of that time. (If the class is far from the office, it might be closer to five minutes.)
If the student is more than a half hour late, the attendance office switches from yellow passes to red passes. Student gets it time stamped. Then the attendance office inputs the tardy as "excessive".
The attendance clerk said that Jocelyn's grandmother had called the school wondering why Jocelyn had so many tardies. So, the clerk said she'd call Jocelyn out of class the next period and they could call the grandmother and talk to her on the phone together.
Only...
The next period the school had an assembly. (It was to celebrate students with good grades. It was beach themed. Perfect, actually as it was a 95℉ day.) I actually saw Jocelyn. She arrived late. She left early. And then I saw her strolling around campus when my class returned to class. Because, of course.
I checked the attendance software, just to see. Jocelyn had been marked truant for both my period and the period after. The clerk left a note that she had been unable to find Jocelyn in the next class.
Jocelyn is a senior. We're about one quarter away from graduation. I hope she doesn't miss it due to how much class she's been missing.

Jocelyn needs to buckle down and get to class! I hope the call to her grandma is just the thing needed.
ReplyDeleteI haven't seen her roaming campus since, but then again, I haven't been out and about. Fingers crossed that it worked.
DeleteCreative lying, she might get an A if that was a credit class.
ReplyDeleteCreative, sure. Believable? She needs to work on her plausibility.
DeleteDo they still call it senioritis?
ReplyDeleteYes.
DeleteSenioritis strikes again. Some things never change.
ReplyDeleteVery true.
DeleteJocelyn sounds like she's heading for a future filled with trouble.
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