
I started dreading the day that report cards were distributed when I was in high school. During my elementary and middle school years, the cards were not such a big deal because I had decent grades. My high school grades however were another story. They were so bad that I always find myself trying to postpone showing them to my parents. As a result of my terrible grades, I was often grounded and was ultimately given a tutor. The tutoring ended during my tenth grade when my tutor asked me to with him to his prom. My father ended that concept really quickly. My parents just didn’t buy my ex...









