Interning at summer school

Let me just explain something to you. South Carolina has a bad reputation for graduating students who should have failed 3rd grade. I mean, how is it that 10th graders cannot comprehend parts of speech or subject-verb agreement? I've tutored 4th and 5th graders before, and these 10th graders had the exact same problems that they did. It did indeed sadden me to read sentences like "I am usually an avidly person." (not only that, but every vocabulary word that actually was an adjective had a sentence like "he is very *insert adj. here*." Oh, the creativity abounds in these kids.) Honestly, our public school system leaves much to be desired, but that can be said nationally. But I will give these kids the benefit of the doubt; after all, they are summer schoolers. And on that note, let me tell you how this all came about. You see, my college is very homosexual and forced me to perform 25 hours of age-appropriate youth experience even though 1)I already did it 2)It's my summer break 3)I have my own summer school to attend plus work every day. Regardless, I went ahead with their little scheme and went interning to the local high school where classes were being held. I was scared before I went, having images of thugs and crack addicts, students cursing me out, not listening, and generally being satan spawns like my father makes them out to be (he teaches in a juvenile detention center). Oh, the administrators tried to reassure me by telling me "well, not all the students are flunk-outs; some of them were expelled for drugs." Yeah, thanks guys. Oh, and then they tried to tell me this one: "some of these students are here to get ahead in their classes." Nope, didn't see any of those. But in all actuality, the students were much better than I expected, grammar problems aside. They amused me greatly with their writing, though. Their first task was to write about their favorite music artist, movie, tv show, etc. So of course I got a lot of "50 cent is the greatest rapper ever because I can relate to his lyrics and I want to be just like him when I grow up" and from the emo kids "As I Lay Dying is the best band ever because I can relate to their lyrics and I want to be just like them when I grow up." (my heart fluttered when I began to read that essay, hoping it was about the book, not the shitty band) And btw, does anyone know if the band named themself after Faulkner's book, and if so have they actually read it?
Another thing that amused me was their vocabulary sentences. Aside from what I've already said about them, some of these kids just gave way too much personal info in their sentences. I got things like "my girlfriend is very licentious every day" and from the emo kids "I was very despondent when I tried to kill myself." I had to laugh out loud at some of them.
And I have to relate this little gem: The regular teacher was going around the room asking people questions to get to know them, so he gets to one kid, who already didn't have his books or homework because "it's in my girlfriend's trunk and she and my mom are in jail" Um, don't need to know. "I forgot it" will suffice. Anyways, the teacher asks the kid if he works and the kid stars hemming and hawing around it, saying "well...I have this one job selling.....stuff....it pays really well...." so that it's blatently obvious that little Johnny's a drug dealer. So that's one of the ones who got expelled for drugs, huh? The teacher quickly moved on to the next student.
But all things considered, it was a fun experience, I enjoyed the class, and the kids were all well behaved or at least asleep. I'm not teaching the rest of the summer, but I'll be interning again in the fall and I'm sure I'll have some other things to talk about between now and then.