I talked to Karina's history teacher at lunch and discovered she does as little (or even less) in his class than she does in mine. I decided to try to talk to her about this today, to try to help. As soon as I mentioned Mr. Lincoln's name, she came back with "I don't like him. He's so annoying. He gets on my nerves." I then said, "Don't I do the same thing to you?" "Yes", she answered, "but I like you."
Big deal, she likes me. I fight with her to work every day. I call her mother at least once a week and she has had her phone taken away countless times. Heaven only knows if she will pass the regents or even learn any math this term. I'm not making a difference in her life. Liking me accomplishes nothing.