<p>Back in the Jurassic Age when I was a HS sophomore in a suburban public school, because of a course I elected take out-of-sequence, I was placed in the Lunch period with the vocational kids instead of with the college-track kids with whom the school always placed me together. That was a life-broadening experience for me. </p>
<p>One of my lunch companions, a Senior, related to me how his family and all his remotely-extended family were going to attend his HS graduation because he was the very first one ever in his family & extended family circle to graduate from HS. That really blew me away. This was a white middle-class kid. Until I heard that, the concept of not graduating from HS never even existed to me as a possibility. </p>
<p>The next year, I rejoined the college-track kids for lunch. After that I hardly saw the vocational kids, even though we were all attending classes under the same roof. It was as if there was a parallel universe going on in that one building. </p>
<p>Now I think about those vocational kids and wonder how living in the same town and attending the same school we ended up with such totally different life expectations at such an early point in our lives. It amazes me to this day that for those vocational kids, the possibility of not graduating from HS was real.</p>