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Not a whole lot going on. Lost Wednesday’s fencing match, 14-11 (we beat them on points, though, 84-89, which is really frustrating. In theory, we’re fencing the Burrillville Fencing Club tonight in Rhode Island. I haven’t heard from the coach there in weeks, though, so I’m not sure quite what’s up. Tomorrow we’re going down to East Lyme again, but it’s possible that one will be cancelled, based on the e-mail in my mailbox this morning. Some sort of make-up basketball game, and the coach is just letting me know we may be bumped — but he won’t know until later today.
Gaaah. Fencing always gets bumped around. On Wednesday we were supposed to be in the high school cafeteria. Then we were moved to the middle school gym. Then the middle school cafeteria, then the elementary school gym. Then back to the high school cafeteria…. all in the space of 24 hours. It was ugly.
I’m supposed to have two recommendations done for students this morning who applied to schools way over their heads, and are unlikely to get in without sterling recommendations. I have one of them started, but it’s not going to be sterling enough to get this boy in anywhere. We’ll see.
Today’s Tarot card was Wands II: learning to trust your own instincts over those of colleagues and loved ones. It doesn’t suggest ignoring their advice, just being prepared to listen and then make your own choices. I did a little bit of that yesterday at dinner.
Yesterday I laid into a student on my dorm who skipped sports practice, and then caught up with him after dinner, to remind him that this was not ok. The student got… not aggressive, but self-righteous, I guess. I stopped him, and said, “maybe I haven’t been the best advisor to you, I’ll admit that. But the fact is that you pull this self-righeous act every time I speak with you, whether I ask you to take out the trash or get on your case about your grades. You’ve left your garbage in the hall for three days on dorm. You skipped practice, and let down your team. If an adult asks you to do something reasonable, you should do it. Instead, you stonewall, you delay, you twist their words, you disrespect me and claim I’m dishonoring you. But today, you skipped practice and you let down your coach and your team — a team which supposedly you head up as captain. And then you lied to me about where you were, and lied to me about which adult you were with, and lied to me about where you showed up. Not to mention that you lied to your family about your grades, which I had to send to them this morning. I’m done with this whole you’re dishonoring me line of bull. The only one dishonoring you here is you. I’m sorry for not being the best advisor you could have: but I’m not the one failing classes, skipping practice, and lying to my family. Go to study hall where you belong.”
It was the first time he didn’t argue back. Ever. He went.