Thursday, March 16, 1995
Only a quick note before another session of Academic Detention (actually before Hamm tracks me down in the Professional Room to put together more WASC stuff... and then AD...):
I just received back one of my attendance referrals on one of my second period charmers. Alicia, out now already over ten days. A Xerox copy of the referral, with the following hand-scrawled note from her counselor (Rose): "Referred to Rio Mesa’s Teen Parent Prog. Need proof of pregnancy."
Our district has a Teen Parent program, almost exclusively a Teen Mother program, which caters to over two hundred and fifty students. Our district has maybe, at the most, thirteen thousand students. Do the math. That’s two percent of the total student population, four percent of the females. That means one girl out of every twenty-five we see (or one girl out of every two classes), is going to be a part of that program. Usually we don’t hear about who’s going... right to privacy, that sort of thing. But this is now the fifth year in a row that I have known of one of my girls going into the program. And that doesn’t even take into account possible/probable abortions.
Kinda makes one feel all warm and fuzzy inside, doesn’t it?
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