Oh and another real in life story
I had a foster child that lived with me when I was a teacher. I was 25, 26, 27 or so and she was 15, 16 or so. She had lots of issue that are not appropriate for me to divulge here, but let’s just say, she had issues ok.
She also had a few other things, she was smart, she was conniving, she thrived on attention. Thus, those ridiculous amounts of homework that she would bring home was like gold to her. First of all, she could do the work, but, if she could convince someone (her behavior aid) to sit at the table with her, talk her through it, listen to her stories from the day, etc, then she could have the behavior aids undivided attention.
She would also have 50 percent of my attention. She loved it. Why wouldn’t she?

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