This weekend was graduation of the first group I taught as freshmen and again later in their high school career. There were a couple of surprises: two students I feared had dropped out but had found another (valid) path to graduation. I am beyond thrilled with them.
What was disturbing to me was the graduate list, specifically: who was not there.
Some had moved away - and had probably dropped out.
Some had dropped out right here at home.
Some were in school up to the last minute but didn't pull enough credits or passed graduation tests to walk.
Less than 40% of those kids I taught graduated.
The school graduates less than 70% - and I know they gave me the remedial students. I had hoped I made more of a difference.
Less than 40%.
I know that more than 10% have been arrested but still . . . .
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