Late Again . . .

My senior student, we'll call him Ferdinand, was late to class again today. Just a few minutes, but late.

Lucky for him, he was able to wend his way through the hallways without getting caught. Thought I was supposed to not let him in and send him to the In-School Suspension room, I waved him in.

After class, I talked with him. Actually, he came up to talk to me, before I could ask him to stay after class. He again apologized, very sincerely.

We talked a minute more, and I asked if he needed me to give him a "wake-up call" at 5:40 when I get up. Ferdinand then told me that he was the one who needed to take control of his life and get to school on time. That no one could do it for him. He ended by saying, "I can do it."

I hope he can . . .