<p>Reading through the first 3 pages or so of this thread, I feel like I may understand you son’s frame of mind.</p>
<p>[The following assertions are not my objective opinion. Even though it’s written in third person, I tried to write it as the way your son may be thinking about these things, not as what I think]</p>
<p>He’s nearing the end of high school. He’s in at his dream school. He resents the authority his parents have over him; their ability to dictate his driving, his curfew, his life. It isn’t that his doesn’t love his mom and dad, it’s just that wants to feel like an equal, not like a child to whom terms can be dictated to and who must report on his whereabouts. He wants his parents to butt out as much as possible: he wants to be in charge. He doesn’t want anybody trying to tell him what he can and cannot handle in his classes, he knows himself, he knows what he can do! He especially doesn’t need some shrink trying to analyze him or tell him what to do, jeeze!</p>
<p>Compounding this is a little arrogance and some senioritius. He’s asking the same question you are: how many valedictorians don’t graduate? To him, the answer is zero. It seems utterly unfathomable that the top student in the class won’t be at graduation. He’s won an amazing scholarship to the school he’s determined to attend. Not graduating is <em>literally</em> incomprehensible to him. After all, he has <em>40 credits</em>, it would be some sick joke that he would end up without a diploma.</p>
<p>This is the background noise.</p>
<p>Regarding English, I’m certain he was intending on doing those papers. Those missing assignments? They were so easy to let slip by. He wasn’t even in a physical classroom: no teacher reminding or other students working to get him thinking about it. As each deadline slipped by, he probably figured that he would come back later: email the prof, say he was sick or busy or something. Besides he was busy from other courses and clubs at the time; plus, those other courses were classes he really liked, that were more fun to work on, that he wanted to be his very best in. In English he decided he’d do a late assignment for half credit, later on, when he feels like it and when he’s not so exhausted. He doesn’t mind getting a B, grades aren’t a big deal anymore.</p>
<p>The deadline for the late work? He put it off until that last minute because that is when he has done some of his best work (and (in reality) he wanted to put it off as long as possible). Around 7 or 8 pm the night before the deadline for those late papers he sits down. He’s pretty tired from running a fundraiser the night before and just stares at the computer screen. He starts trying to type, but he just can’t seem to muster the ability to care. He isn’t bad at English, but he does not particularly like it and the amount of work before him will require one looooong night. And he JUST CAN’T find the willpower to even WANT to do it. He sees the light at the end of the tunnel; he sees his future college STEM courses where Hamlet and The Scarlett Letter are those barely-remembered pieces of high school. He is already miles away. When the school year started, he wanted to take AP Eng Lit because he is used to being in the best of the best classes. And even if he doesn’t particularly love English, regular English at school is a mind-dulling drudge through shallow fact regurgitating and low-level thinking he REALLY didn’t want to do (besides he wouldn’t want to admit to anyone that he might have taken on too many courses). So, back at his computer, he thinks to himself: “I’ll just say my computer died, I was sick, some Act of God came. I’ll email my prof tomorrow and genuinely beg for an extension.” Then he doesn’t. He just keeps putting it off. Mom asks about the assignments? He doesn’t want to get in trouble, he doesn’t want a lecture or to get screamed at. Plus, he can’t even think of a good reason for telling her why he didn’t do it. He knows there isn’t any logical reason, other than irresponsibility, and he doesn’t want to admit to that. After all, he’s resenting not being his own, autonomous, person.</p>
<p>As conversations about not graduating come up, he still doesn’t really believe it. He’ll manage to do make-up work to get to a D. Mom is calling the counselor daily, she’ll work something out. He’ll eventually get around to convincing his English teacher for extra credit to scootch him up to a D. UAB loves me; they won’t resend me for English.</p>
<p>And yet, even as part of him knows he’s in some deep trouble, he STILL resents that his parents are getting involved, reminding him, chiding him. Even as he proves himself unable to keep his priorities straight, he resents interference. AT THE EXACT SAME TIME, he’s glad that mom will handle the awkward call to UAB, that she’ll explain how he’s practically completed high school twice, that he has a 125% in physics and it’s just some dumb online English class holding him back. It’s not like he’s an English major or something. </p>
<p>The consequences probably start to seem very real to him while he’s talking to you, but a few hours after the conversation ends, he’s back in the wishful thinking, it’ll-work-out frame of mind.</p>
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<p>After writing out all this, I don’t have any particular advice to give. [If there were a simple way to “fix” teenagers, parents across the nation would rejoice.]
This is what I understand to be his state of mind. And I think the consequences are going to have to hit him upside the head before he really understands that these rules and requirements still apply to him and that really bad things really do happen to class valedictorian. He honestly feels that an English class, in perspective to everything else, is such a tiny piece that it’s difficult to really believe (not to mention he doesn’t want to believe) that it will hold him back.</p>
<p>I can only hope that if he doesn’t end up at UAB, he’ll takes positive steps instead of resenting and signing off on the system.
From what you wrote about him, I disagree that these reactions are a “cry for help” or that he secretly really doesn’t want to go to UAB. These just sound like the illogical actions of an antsy, cocky, independence-craving teenager who sees freedom just around the corner, but still hasn’t mastered the self-control to get the important stuff done.</p>
<p>(and of course he doesn’t want a gap year. One whole additional year under mom and dad’s thumb seems like an eternity)</p>
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As I said above, I don’t believe many of the things I typed out when speaking from "his’ frame of mind. I don’t believe that he wouldn’t benefit from counseling. I don’t believe that normal English classes are boring. I don’t believe that you hold you son “under your thumb” (your standards seem quite reasonable and agreeable). I was trying to write the way I think he feels about these things, not the way they actually are.
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<p>tl;dr - teenagers often actively sabotage themselves. I don’t think his actions are a cry for help as much as an indication that he isn’t fully mature and responsible yet.</p>