Sunday, November 20, 2011

Thankfully, They Do Outgrow It

We had our Fall Festival this past Friday.  The Knitting Club was selling cookies and knitted necklaces and bracelets so Mrs. Eagle and I spent most of the time just supervising.  We actually had more helpers than we needed so that was nice.

What was nicer is that the High School sends over a bunch of the JROTC kids to help run a lot of the carnival-type booths like the ring toss.  We always enjoy this because we get to see how some of our kids have grown up.

What's amazing is HOW MUCH they grow up.

I had a young man come up to me in his JROTC t-shirt and give me a big hug.

"Do you remember me?" he asked.

Oh.  How.  Could.  I.  Forget.  This kid was a TERROR.  He was non-academically promoted because he did nothing.  He also was a constant disruption in class and I think he made our Mrs. Reading at the time cry at least once a week.  His best friend and him were the Terror Twins and just about made us all crazy.  He was so awful that I ended up suspending him for something stupid the last week of the year when I was doing "filling in for the principal" duty.  And the worst bit was that he was smart as a whip.  You knew if he could behave and do his work that he'd be fine.

"Of course I do," I told him.  "You were awful!"

He laughed and his friend, another former student (but not the terror he ran with in 7th grade) laughed as well.

"Yeah, I had a 150 discipline points when you had me.  I was awful."

"You were a jerk," his friend said.

"So, what's life like now?" I asked them both.

"Well," said the Former Terror.  "I haven't had a discipline point since I got to High School, I'm in JROTC, and I have a 3.7 gpa."

Oh.  My. Goodness.

"Are you serious?" I asked him.  "You failed 7th grade!"

"Yeah, but I got over it.  Dumped the other Terror Twin when he got involved in drugs, and got into JROTC.  But man, I owe all of you an apology.  I was awful."

"JROTC saved us both," said his friend.  "We're both doing really well in school.  And we were both awful, so I'm sorry."

There is hope.  I just need to keep reminding myself of that.

6 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Thank you. I needed to hear this. My BMX Boy is repeating 7th grade this year, and he seems to do less and less work each week. He's already decided to drop out when he turns 16 in a year and a half. I'm just trying to get him through the year, but it is nice to hear that there is hope for him in the future. I think it would be good for my colleagues to hear as well, since so many have already written him off.

In a related note, I recently found out that one of my uncles had to repeat 7th grade and got turned around by a great science teacher that year. Now, he's an anesthesiologist!

Anything is possible.

leazwell said...

I saw an amazing turn around like that. The kid, wothless in school, went to military school. Unreal change. Blessing. Wow.

meghan said...

What a nice story. Thanks for sharing!

~Meg

seaschell said...

How great that he knew how awful he was and apologized to you! Good for him for being a grown up about it.

Mrs. Gumby said...

A very happy Thanksgiving to you and Mr. Bluebird! Gobble, gobble, gobble! From Mrs. Gumby and the Gumby guys

Darren said...

My son never did well in school until he got to high school--and by "never did well" I mean he flunked a lot. Sometimes it's just a maturity thing, I'm convinced of that.