I don’t think I will ever get used to the low standards of my students.
I have a picture in my mind. It involves a young lady who would appear to have everything going for her. She is attractive and has a nice personality, when she wants to show it. She is capable of doing the work and doing it well, when she wants to. She asked what her grade was. When I told her a low “C” she radiated happiness. This story could be repeated with slight variations, such as joy at a “D-”.
I was too lazy to get “A’s” and too smart to get “F’s”. I found a “C” to be embarrassing. I don’t understand the satisfaction with squeaking by.
Welcome to 21st century America.
homo unius libri
Who was she?
ReplyDeleteYou meet her every day. She is Everystudent. She is a symbol of what is wrong with humanity. She might even be hiding in you.
DeleteBeyond that, my lips are sealed.
Grace and peace.
Who was she?
ReplyDeleteYou meet her every day. She is Everystudent. She is a symbol of what is wrong with humanity. She might even be hiding in you.
DeleteBeyond that, my lips are sealed.
Grace and peace.