During my senior year of high school, I struggled to achieve an urgency for class attendance. My father worked out-of-town, and my mother’s job as a clerk at the local vocational/technical school – which was waaaay on the other side of Shreveport, Louisiana, my hometown – meant that she was out of the house by 6:00 A.M, leaving my two younger sisters and me responsible for getting to Captain Shreve High each day on our own. My schedule included first hour in “Student Council,” which, most days, I evaluated as optional. Coach Poole – a great guy – didn’t seem to mind if I missed Calculus second hour, and Ms. Lee, my History teacher in third hour, had previously requested that I take up my studies in the library after she and I suffered in class a disagreement regarding her objectivity. Fourth hour, of course, was Yearbook, and Ms. Flanagan (bless her heart) trusted me to get my work done by the time it was due, even if we didn’t see one another everyday…
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