<p>On the grade inflation, when we moved here, I had some teachers who hated me because I was the new kid in town. They gave me low grades. My mom quickly jumped in a started volunteering and bringing donuts and coffee to the counselors office over the summer when they were doing schedules. She started sending gifts for my teachers on holidays and such. Guess what? Even since she started bringing donuts, I have gotten the best teachers! And my grades have skyrocketed. My mom will even tell you that she brought those donuts because she knew I needed better teachers. I mean, that first year, I had the teachers with the biggest reputations for being nasty. Two if my teachers flat out refused to grade my work and would tell me I couldn’t do it because I came from a different district that could never amount to this one. </p>
<p>So really, if my mom had not brought the donuts, I would not be in the top 10%. I have no doubt in that. I was in an AP English class where half the student earned A’s. The other AP English class actually managed to finish the year with no A’s.</p>