Makes one wonder why certain people ever got into education. If they are just going to do everything to derail students, why bother? My counselor was the only adviser for the whole school. He took a dislike to us pretty early on...we THINK because we didn't fit the stereotype and let him be the hero who "saved" us. We were children from divorce, and we were poor, so statistically, we should have been problem kids with bad grades. They started a big brother big sister program when I was in 6th grade and they chose me to participate because I was "underprivileged"

. I chose not to participate. The "big sisters" they had asked were all kids who were horrible to my family. Yeah...please sign me up to spend 2 hours a week with someone who hates me and is mean to me. Um...no, thanks. And my brother and I both got good grades and had the reputation for being really good, responsible kids. So the counselor couldn't swoop in and make himself look good by providing resources to help us. He threatened to break my brother's nose once. We had gone in the week before school started to look up our schedules and my brother's wasn't done yet and he told my brother if he heard anyone complain that he said a certain class was offered at a certain time, he'd break his nose. He badmouthed me to someone who wanted to give me a scholarship because I had turned the application in directly to them, as it said to do on the paper. He had given me the wrong date...told me it was due in March when it was due in January. His secretary called me and told me to get my butt in to turn in the application..we drove an hour that afternoon to get it in on time. They called the school to ask for references and he told them I didn't deserve the scholarship because he had told all the students to turn their form in to him and I hadn't done that. But he had done the same thing to my brother with an application for a summer program 3 years earlier and did a "pre-screening" where he decided whose applications he wanted to send and whose he didn't, so we weren't going to put my application in his hands. Then someone else called about giving me a scholarship and he told them I wasn't allowed to have anymore...I had enough, and I would have to turn it down if they gave it to me. Fortunately they didn't listen and gave it to me anyway. That guy was a train wreck to education and our principal was even worse. I'm so glad you were able to help your daughter and that she had a different adviser her senior year. I don't know how many scholarships I lost out on because he lied. I'm lucky I got the ones I did! Sounds like your daughter escaped a bullet! Is she doing her internship now?