Tick by tick, our ADHD/Aspie teenage-son “Clark Kent” checked off the hurdles between him and high school graduation/Texas A&M in the last two weeks of school. We breathed a sigh of relief when he announced he had passed his online classes and solved his attendance issues. Then, three days before his graduation, as his older sister Marie made graduation cakes for Clark and his girlfriend, I got a call from his counselor.
“I hate to tell you this, but it appears Clark will fail English and not graduate on Sunday,” she said.
This was an unexpected development. Well, let’s be honest here. No problem with Clark is totally unexpected. Bile rose in my throat. “Thank you,” I managed, at the end of our call. “I’ll talk to Clark.”
It turned out that — woopsie — Clark had missed a final English paper assignment when he overslept a week before finals. He scurried up to the teacher with a late paper, and she took it. She graded it quickly and sent Clark an email. She gave the paper a 97 and called it “deep thinking” and “creative insight.” Oh, the irony. He ended up with a B in her class.
I’d love to say graduation went off without a hitch, but I’d be lying. Clark “lost” his suit and new khaki pants and ended up wearing a pair of pants so old he couldn’t zip them all the way. But at this angle, you can barely see his exposed ankles (above).
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. That Boy Clark Kent graduated high school, fittingly in a gown looking shockingly like a red cape.
I’m sure it’s all smooth sailing from here . . .