"You can't move him up a grade!" The social worker said, aghast. "I won't deny that Danny is brilliant, but look at his social skills. He needs proper socialization with people his age, not-"
"People on the same level as him?" Tim asked. He was glaring at the woman.
"High schoolers," she finished, giving Tim a look.
Dick's hands were folded as if in prayer, pressed against his mouth. "I understand you point, Mrs. Gonzalez, but this is my reasoning; there is not an eighth grade class in this country that can handle Danny. He curses. He drinks. He smokes. I love that kid and I'm doing the best I can, but he's a feral goblin child and you, or any teacher, can't control him."
She looked like she swallowed a raw egg, but Mrs. Gonzalez had been Danny's social worker since the paperwork went through, and was a long time friend of the police chief in Bludhaven. She'd been there for the Toast Incident; she knew how Danny was. "...Why don't we consider a homeschool program first? With after school and weekend activities."
Dick flashed a smile. "That's better."
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I do just want to say for anyone unfamiliar with the american education system, this is a pretty accurate portrayal of junior year. you would think college and scholarship and adult life concerns would be more senior year stuff, but, at least in my experience, junior year is like the worst year of your academic life. you're trying to balance applying for schools and keeping your grades up and getting scholarships and standardized tests and extracurriculars. then, in senior year, you usually know where you're going to go after you graduate and only really have a couple necessary classes. everything is a lot chiller, you basically just have to show up enough to get credit and you'll be fine. all this to say, from the academic standpoint, it's a fairly realistic depiction of junior year.
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In honor of my graduation, here are my favorite stories to tell about my high school experience
In my first week of freshman year, I watched a kid snort cocaine off his desk. To this day, that is the most blatant in-class drug use I’ve ever witnessed.
Freshman year, ancient literature class, our teacher had a week where he was in a bad mood. We brought in his favorite candy to give him as we walked in the door. He was completely baffled and claimed he was never in a bad mood to begin with.
Sophomore year, AP Biology, I wrote a lab report on mitosis. I wrote the phrase “cells divide during this process.” My teacher counted me points off and wrote back “Cells can’t do math.”
Sophomore year, AP World History, our teacher mentioned she once had a class with a pet fish. She said as long as we took care of it and she didn’t have to deal with it she didn’t care. I brought a fish and a fish tank into school and our fish, lovingly named Frank, remained our class mascot for the rest of the semester. Name suggestions included: Beta Mussolini (vetoed), Beta Male, Sparta-fish
Sophomore year, our spring musical was High School Musical. The day of opening night, our male lead (playing Troy) got hit by a car walking to get food before the show. He still went on that night and our director didn’t even find out about it until two weeks later when the show was over.
My junior year APUSH teacher said that she wouldn’t panic if I died in her classroom (lightheartedly playing off a joke I had made), I thought it was hilarious. 2 months later, I had seizure on the floor of her classroom. Low and behold, she was perfectly calm the entire time.
Same year, same class as the above story. A girl in my class (a friend of mine) witnessed a guy get shot point blank at an intersection on her way to school. She came in was like, “I just saw a guy get shot😐.” Teacher sent her to the counselor.
my senior year calculus teacher had pet lizards and decided to start breeding cockroaches for them. in his classroom. sometimes he’d throw cockroaches at kids to scare them. he also accidentally bred an albino cockroach and that was pretty cool.
in a single day of school senior year, a student got run over on the crosswalk in front of our school in the morning, a teacher had a heart attack during first hour, and a fight broke out during lunch and the kid jumped on a lunch table and kicked the other guy in the face. (no one died btw) (it was also the day i got rejected from my dream school lmao)
another day in second semester, in the morning there was a four car accident in the school parking lot that took out an entire light pole. not one to be out done, three hours later our senior class president drove through a wall like three feet to the left of the first accident.
love a good american public school🤘🏼🤘🏼
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