While working to start my business I also worked for the school district as a private tutor. I got kids of all ages who could not attend school for medical [or other] reasons, or who weren't allowed to attend due to behavioral problems. Although most of my kids were in high school, my youngest was in the 6th grade - a boy named Casey. Casey was a real problem kid. He had a good mother but a rotten home life and a history of flakey, temporary fathers. But when it comes to kids I'm considered to be very cool. We formed a bond and became good friends. I went way out of my way to provide science demos [high voltage and many other cool things] to try to spark [pun] and interest in science and learning, and I think we made real progress. We met one on one, three times a week for several hours each visit, and this continued for quite some time until the school year ended. He passed with Bs and Cs. The reason I am mentioning this is that I just saw his school work. It was all tucked away in a box behind some work stuff and I had nearly forgotten all about it. I was supposed to keep everything for some number of years. Anyway, Casey was killed last year [maybe the year before?] with three other HS seniors in a drunk driving accident.