So you’re saying that this is their only recourse- they’re so unskilled or unable to perform in civil society that garbage-picking is the only job they can get? I find that more than a little bit hard to believe, unless they’re mentally ill or have some other problem that needs attention. There is no shortage of minimum wage jobs (which pay more than garbage picking, I suspect) out there.
Yes, of course it does. That’s one of the main reasons to make more money after all. Who doesn’t want to set their kids up for success as much as they possibly can? Anything else is dropping the parental obligation ball pretty hard.
It is kind of hard to say overall… the student body wasn’t all National Merit Scholars or anything like that, although the school does produce 5-10 each year. It was a school of average or better, I’d say. There were definitely some indifferent students, but by comparison to the average indifferent public school student, they looked quite driven. Part of that was because the school tended to push and pull you, and part because in absolute terms, they were probably middle of the pack, not poor students anyway.
I think where it really made the difference was at the margins; stuff like getting the scholarships that I might not have gotten had I gone to my normal public school. Or some students who might have got into University of Texas instead of Sam Houston. Or who got into college instead of not at all.
For your garden variety student who was going to get into college no matter where they were, but who also wasn’t in the running for scholarships, I think the benefits were less measurable right out of school- at that point, it was more about the preparation to succeed in college. For a trivial example, we had this absolutely convoluted rotating schedule where there was a six day schedule and seven periods in a day. So if you were on Monday morning, and it was day 1 of the schedule, you might have English in 7th period (last one of the day). On Tuesday, you’d have English in 6th period, and in 5th period on Wednesday, and the next Monday, it would be in 2nd period. On Tuesday it would reset and you’d have English in 7th period again. Basically if you could master this f-ed up schedule, your more fixed college schedules were a piece of cake. (“You mean I have the same classes on the same days at the same times every week? Sweet!”) There was a lot of stuff like that- meant to be just a bit more difficult.