Chapter
Five
Expelled
– My Last Day In High School
It was my last day in
High School and I never even expected it. I was in my science class
listening to the teacher speaking when the school liaison officer
showed up to my class to get me. He told me when we got into the
hallway that my probation officer was there to see me about
something. This wasn’t unusual for me at this time. I was
actually on corrective sanctions, from an early release from Ethan
Allen School, but it’s basically the same thing. I was on an
electronic monitor to make sure I was home by 5:30PM everyday during
the school week and my corrective sanctions officer would come to see
me at school almost every single day of the school week as well.
When I got the Principle’s office to see her, she was in my
Assistant Principle’s personal office talking to him and another
very large man. When I came inside she asked me if I had skipped any
classes lately and I told her I hadn’t. Then she explained that
the day before I had missed three class periods. What happened was
the day before I had gotten sick in school and they notified my
parents to allow me to go home from school early, but they also
needed permission from my corrective sanctions officer before they
could allow me to go home. When they talked to her she said I had to
tough it out and stay in school that day. Well, I didn’t think I
was going to be able to do that so I left the nurse’s office and
went out to my Jeep and laid down in the backseat and went to sleep
for a couple of class periods. When I woke up I was feeling better
so I went back to finish the rest of my school day. Well these class
periods that I missed were the ones she was talking about me
skipping. So when she finished explaining to me that I had missed
them the day before her coming to see me, she then told me they were
there to escort me back to Ethan Allen School for a weekend sanction.
She said I could bring my homework with me and work on it over the
weekend, but they needed to search my backpack before they put it in
my locker to be stored for the weekend. When they looked inside my
backpack they found a couple of bags of marijuana and some
prescription medications. They immediately handcuffed me, shackled
me, and belly-chained me and said I would instead be revoked from my
supervision for the new charges. I didn’t have any new charges
filed against me really. Instead they revoked my supervision with
intentions of extending my supervision past my seventeenth birthday
and expelled me from High School.
When I was released on my
seventeenth birthday with a mandatory discharge, I didn’t know what
to do. I was stuck without a High School Diploma and no idea where
to start looking for a job. I ended up having to get a full-time
work permit from the YWCA after they verified my expulsion. Then I
set out to find a job. I never thought having a High School Diploma
would have meant so much at that time.
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