She is trying. And she is struggling.
That is a common combination throughout a pandemic that's removed kids from classrooms and placed a substantial burden on teachers, staffers, parents and students across this country.
As the 15-year-old African American high school student in St. Paul explained the hurdles attached to her distance-learning experience, she also expressed her frustrations.
"It has been really hard," she told me. "I try to double my workload some days. It can get pretty overwhelming. I feel guilty that I'm not passing English."
Each morning, I walk downstairs and offer a Morgan Freeman-like monologue that aims to encourage my daughters before they log in with their tablets and get ready for school. Eight months into this experiment, my mini-TED Talks tend to lack flavor. My girls seem annoyed. I get it. I'm tired of hearing myself talk, too.
Some days, I fail to acknowledge the emotions my daughters must work through before they're asked to find the energy to complete their coursework. I don't always know what success looks like or what's reasonable to expect of them during this moment.
This is difficult for them, too. I'm not trained. And my basement isn't a classroom.
When I read the recent reports that nearly 40% of St. Paul high school students have failing grades, I understood the implications of those numbers and the circumstances that can affect them. I also knew they included multiple Black and brown students and students who hail from impoverished communities.