True Story #1. I’ve got a student in one of my classes. She’s got quite a personality, and in the short time I’ve known her I’ve discovered – because she’s told me – that she’s a pot smoker with a criminal record, that she has a penchant for choosing rotten boyfriends, that she has a terrible and dysfunctional family life, and that she’s got “a violent personality.” I certainly don’t see her as a threat and, in fact, I think that if she can figure some of her crap out, she’ll be a really great person. She’s not there yet, though, and really, she’s not even close.
The other day, this young lady came to me and mentioned that, after our class is over and we no longer have the teacher-student relationship anymore, she’d be happy to babysit my kids.
True Story #2. I’ve got another student in a different class who is a terrible slacker. He admits to waiting until literally the last minute to do his homework and projects, and regularly finds that there are other things that take his attention away from these tasks. He loudly proclaims that he hates the work required for the course, he’s mentioned on numerous occasions that he “hates” the stories we read, he often either misses class or strolls in late, and he is passing the course by the barest of margins.
Two weeks ago, this kid took me aside and asked me if I’d write a letter of reference for him for a job application.