I have a daughter. She is ridiculously smart. Too smart, in the not-so-good way in which she know she's smart, so she doesn't try. I am a teacher, so ... I give her shit all the time for not trying hard enough. I mean, get it together, young people; intelligence isn't a social disease or something. Embrace it.
And yet ...
My daughter is at the ass-end of a terrible, physical, allergic reaction of some kind. She broke out in nasty, angry hives that had to be treated with Prednisone and copious amounts of Benydryl.. She missed five days of school in a row - she missed so much school, in fact, that while she was at home, we received the Truancy Letter from the State of Nebraska. Don't get me wrong - I could care less what the State of Nebraska thinks about my children's school attendance - but I would rather not go to court for truancy issues, after I (mostly) avoided court during all my breaking-the-law years.
I digress.
I picked up all her work from school on Friday (after a full week missed), then I had to literally force her to attend to it on Sunday. (This is after five days off school!!). Here's the deal: she was right to blow it off. What a joke. Assignment: Think of scene and describe it. Assignment: Read this graph and answer some questions. Assignment: Read this news article about Julius Caesar and then write a (shorter) news article about Julius Caesar. (By the way, the last one had equal points being given for the title and the byline and the who, what, when, where, and why. Wtf?)
I spent more time harassing her than she spent actually doing the work from a missed week of school. If I had the money, I'd home-school her. In a heartbeat. She is learning a big fat wad of nothing at that shithole, except maybe how to be a shitty human being via social media sites.
Another brick in the wall.
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