Showing posts with label schools. Show all posts
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schools 2087/88, new kindy class and senior skills testing
Spotlight on this year’s newest little scholars, and also our seniors as they prepare to enter life and work in adulthood.
3rd quarter grades and graduation, spring 2087
June 11, 2087. Congratulations to this year's graduates: Selena Sosa, Dallas Deppiesse, Liza Hathe, and Marcus Sylvester!
* grades at the end
2nd quarter grades, winter 2087
This is the middle grade class at Fort Palms School, the largest and rowdiest school district in the country. Due to overcrowding and an extreme range of population demographics and clashing personalities, this district is rarely easy for teachers to manage. For a moment, all is calm in the science room. Let's just say that they're studying atmospheric science and this is the calm before the storm.
1st quarter grades, fall 2086
Saturday, November 30th, 2086. 8:00 a.m.
Senior Skills Testing Exams and Graduation Advisory Sessions
Minimum skill points to graduate: 18.0
Minimum GPA: 68%
re-takes available: January 25, 2087
first day jitters
September 2086. Willow Nova is 5, Stephanie is 26. Jessica Pendleton is 24.

If you would have asked Stephanie a few years ago, she never would have guessed that she'd now be one of those Instagram moms who post pictures of carefully crafted school lunches for her children, made with love and fresh organic produce from her own garden. Surprise, surprise. Perhaps there were a lot of things never would have guessed about how her life would turn out from a few years back.
Willow hovered behind her in the kitchen, bouncing and giggling with anticipation. "Can I have a cookie in my lunch?"
"Of course," Stephanie said. "But promise me that you'll eat your fruit first."
"I promise!"
If you would have asked Stephanie a few years ago, she never would have guessed that she'd now be one of those Instagram moms who post pictures of carefully crafted school lunches for her children, made with love and fresh organic produce from her own garden. Surprise, surprise. Perhaps there were a lot of things never would have guessed about how her life would turn out from a few years back.
Willow hovered behind her in the kitchen, bouncing and giggling with anticipation. "Can I have a cookie in my lunch?"
"Of course," Stephanie said. "But promise me that you'll eat your fruit first."
"I promise!"
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