FOE Family First Chapter 11 This is not my limit
Lincoln High School, where Tommy Hawke attends, is a public high school established by the Rhode Island state government during the so-called baby boom of the 1960s. It shares the name of the greatest American president, Lincoln, with thousands of other schools across the country. But apparently, Lincoln Public High School in Warwick is one of those garbage schools that are unworthy of the president's name.
Although it is ranked poorly, the school's hardware facilities are not bad. On the contrary, they seem to have everything you need. It covers an area of 70 acres and has a gymnasium, swimming pool and even a campus theater. The school guides and encourages students to set up diverse interest groups such as drama, art, choir, photography, cheerleading, guitar, school newspaper, robotics club, moot court and even Dungeons & Dragons club.
In the sports category, we have baseball, basketball, hockey, gymnastics, ice hockey, football, softball, swimming, volleyball and even American wrestling. We also established a table tennis team last year, but its results are not so good. Our best sports result was making it to the top eight in the state high school competition.
The school's original intention of encouraging diverse student development is good, but the reality is cruel. More than 20 years after the establishment of the entire high school, the wall of commemorative photos of famous alumni in the honor exhibition room is still blank.
A school without famous alumni is a symbol of a garbage school. Lincoln High School has been established for more than 20 years, with dozens of clubs and more than 10,000 graduates, but it has not produced even one alumnus worth remembering. According to the school newspaper's speculation this year, the most likely famous alumnus to appear on the wall in the near future will be in about three years.
He was a hockey player who graduated last year and was admitted to Providence College. If he performs as well as usual and doesn't get injured, he should be able to participate in the hockey league draft after graduation and will most likely be selected in the first round. By then, Lincoln High School might be able to put his picture on the wall to brag about it.
The school has four grades with a total of more than 500 students. Tommy Hawke is in the eleventh grade. According to his own calculations, if he sticks out for two more days at most, he should have completed the credits required for graduation. By then, he won't have to waste his time on some useless courses every day.
As soon as Tommy parked his bike in the parking lot, two high school friends came over and said hello: "Hey, Tommy!"
"Hey, Dennis, hey, Pam!" Tommy Hawke greeted the two with a shoulder bag containing his lunch.
There is no concept of classes in Lincoln High School, only the concept of grades, and even the concept of grade is very weak. Therefore, the concept of classmates being in the same class upon admission in China does not exist here.
Maybe in the last chemistry experiment class, you are surrounded by a group of classmates, and in the next drama performance class, there may be another group of people. The advantage of this is that your social circle in school will be very wide. After all, if you often meet the same classmates in different classrooms, it probably means that everyone has the same interests and it is easier to become friends.
Dennis and Pam are Tommy Hawke's friends, or rather, they are the high school buddies of the trash Tommy who had not been reborn.
"Thanks to your answers, Pam and I got A's on our math homework last week. This is for you." Dennis handed Tommy a Gatorade. "Thanks, brother. You know, I also prepared another thank-you gift for you. I originally wanted to reward myself and Pam, but plans changed. Now, it's yours."
As he spoke, Dennis lowered his voice, took out a black card from his pocket and said, "Paradise, a day card for the Paradise Club."
Tommy didn't answer: "Man, you know I'm not interested in these things recently."
Paradise Club is a strip club in Providence, the dream place of countless high school boys. In order to sneak in and see the world, they have come up with countless ways.
A day pass is an unlimited-entry ticket to the club for the same day, priced at $15. By purchasing it, the holder can stay in the club for an unlimited time and as many times as he wants on that day, and can watch for as long as he wants.
"What? Brother, what's wrong with you? This thing costs fifteen dollars. It's a day pass that allows you to enter and leave the club as you please today. You can have a blast in there! It's just like its name, it's heaven!" Dennis heard that Tommy was not interested, and circled his temple with his fingers twice: "No man would not be interested in this thing, unless you are a damn gay."
"I'm not gay, but for me right now, heaven would be best if it were a university," Tommy Hawke said with a smile.
Dennis observed his surroundings, carefully put the black card into Tommy's hand, and asked righteously: "If I hadn't found the most important goal of my life before graduation and wanted to achieve it today, and you got an A on my homework, I wouldn't have given it to you. Go and see, you have become a completely different person in the past two months. Where is the Tommy who used to exchange magazine reviews with us all day? Brother, you have fallen! You need to find your original self and think clearly about one thing: why did you grow up? Was it for the damn college? No! It was for the beautiful girls!"
Pam kindly reminded: "Remember to tell the white security guard the codeword, ignore the black security guard, he won't check your ID if the codeword is correct. When he asks if you are an adult, what you have to do is not give him your ID, but to tell him the codeword, Bruce from Hill Street, and then he will let you in."
"OK, OK, thank you, I'll go check it out." Tommy took it, shook it, and walked towards the teaching building with the two of them, smiling as he walked: "So, I didn't come to school yesterday, is there any news?"
"Of course, Pam and I spent five hours yesterday and accomplished something big. Man, Pam and I's highlight moment is coming!" Dennis, who had a porcupine head hairstyle, opened the locker in the hallway, threw his schoolbag in, and said in a mysterious low voice.
"That's right, it's definitely an event that will go down in the school's history, Tommy." Pam, who was standing nearby, also whispered with a somewhat excited look on her face.
This aroused Tommy's interest. He knew both of his best friends. Dennis liked to exaggerate, but Pam was a typical homebody who seldom spoke nonsense.
This guy is a little thin, with messy hair, and wears glasses as thick as a dictionary. He is taciturn, and most of the time, Dennis or Tommy acts as his spokesperson. He looks like a genius who is good at studying but not good at socializing. But in fact, this guy has strong hands-on ability, but is an absolute poor student. Now in the eleventh grade, the writing questions in the seventh grade are very difficult for him. His future plan is to go to a community college to study cooking and become a chef. The reason is that it will be easier for him to chat up the beautiful waitresses.
To be honest, Tommy was always worried that if the kitchen temperature caused the lenses to fog up, Pam, who was blind without her glasses, would appear on the local news for poisoning or manslaughter.
"What did you two do?" Tommy Hawke asked Pam.
Pam looked at Dennis, who put his index finger to his lips and made a shushing gesture, signaling Pam to keep it a secret from Tommy for the time being, and spoke himself:
"I am the Person of the Year at Lincoln High School. Tommy, in the third period of the psychology distance education course, you must..."
But before Dennis could finish, a male voice sounded not far away: "Tommy Hawke, come here."
Tommy turned around and saw Ronnie Williams, the teacher sticking his head out of his office with a cup of coffee and greeting Tommy Hawke.
"See you in third period." Dennis patted Tommy's shoulder, then he and Pam said hello to Ronnie Williams and left quickly.
"Good morning, Mr. Williams." When Tommy Hawke walked into Ronnie Williams' office, he found that there was another woman in the office.
She had medium-length blond hair, a black suit, and was no more than 25 or 26 years old. Her face was a perfect match for the fantasy of all male high school students. It was undeniable that she was, as the host of the American dating show "My Girl" often said, "an absolute 3S-level beauty."
At this moment, the 3S beauty was smiling as she looked at Tommy Hawke who was called in by Ronnie.
"Let me introduce you to Otilia Farrell, the new guidance counselor at Lincoln High School." Ronnie took a sip of coffee and said to Tommy Hawke in a serious tone, "I'm sorry, Tommy... I can't help you anymore. There's a problem with my work. I'm sorry..."
Seeing Ronnie Williams's frustrated expression of being unemployed, Tommy Hawke was stunned for a moment, then opened his hands and said in understanding: "Oh, Mr. Williams, you have worked in this school for seventeen years. I mean, maybe the principal made a hasty decision..."
"I'm going to start a new job at the state government's Student Safety and Health Office! Boy!" Ronnie saw Tommy's regretful expression, then changed his expression and said loudly and excitedly: "It only takes five minutes to walk to the stadium. I don't have to worry about traffic jams and missing the Pilgrims' games!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Williams." Tommy stared at Ronnie blankly for a few seconds, and then he congratulated him insincerely, "That's great news."
"So, from now on, your university admissions consultation will be handled by Miss Otilia Farrell, and Miss Farrell will also take over the guidance of some school clubs." After Ronnie Williams played a prank on Tommy, he turned to introduce the new instructor Otilia: "Tommy Hawke, this guy is the only good guy in our school who has taken AP6 courses at the same time in the past three years! In three weeks, all the students in the school will know how good he is."
The three weeks later he mentioned refers to the AP course exam time.
"Hello, Miss Farrell." Tommy greeted her politely.
"Hello, Tommy Hawke." Otilia Farrell smiled in surprise and said, "Sorry, I don't mean to discriminate against you, but I'm not sure what Ronnie meant by that. Is it very rare to take six AP courses at Warwick Lincoln High School? If I remember correctly, when I was studying at Andover Phillips High School, there were 34 AP courses for college preparatory courses. Most students chose five or six courses as required, and seven or eight courses were also common."
"No, miss, it's not that I can only take six AP courses, but because of the lack of educational resources, our school can only offer a maximum of six AP courses." Tommy Hawke said with a wry smile to Otilia Farrell, who introduced herself as coming from a top private high school in the United States:
"This is not my limit, but the limit of educational resources that American education can provide to poor high school students who are only worthy of attending public schools."
