I pretty much said "so what"? To a kid who claims to have had a burning desire to write about feminism -- which happened to be the last paper, but who was too sick to turn it in.
When I explained that students manage to be sick AND turn in papers, either before class or via friends, relatives etc, the kid didn't seem to comprehend.
When s/he said that s/he "couldn't control his absences" -- I laughed at her/him.
I was glad to have a chance to call her/him on sleeping in class. When s/he bothers to show up, s/he sleeps. I told her/him that if her/his class participation was good from now on and if her/his attendance is good, that I'd let her/him write a paper to replace the one s/he didn't get to turn in.
We'll see how that works. S/He may drop the class -- it isn't like s/he was participating anyway.
Is cancer making me mean? Am I just badly in need of a sabbatical? Are they really getting worse?
Perhaps all of the above... sigh. I'm glad it is the weekend... and hubby is in "I don't know math" state.