Part Three of an Insider’s Look at NYC’s Specialized High Schools Series
On my first day of work that summer, I barely walked through the front door when my boss immediately asked, “Did you hear about the Stuyvesant cheating scandal?” My family was also captivated by the story, so intrigued and shocked that my grandmother even asked if I was a cheater. At every college interview the following year, I fielded questions about the incident, my school’s tainted reputation, and my own integrity. I was not involved in the cheating ring that electronically passed around answers during an exam. I did not even know the stupid kid who started the whole plot. All I knew was that one kid wounded up ruining so many lives and futures, including his own.