Finals Week = Bitch About Students
I am, perhaps, unusual in my appreciation for students who brazenly don’t care. The way I see it, the beauty of teaching at the college level is that my students are all adults who can set their own priorities in life. My course can take the shit end of their academic schedule if it has to, and academics can take second place to work, family, or getting drunk and standing all over the sidewalk outside the bar, blocking my way when I am trying to walk home. Whatever. I consider it my job to help students make the most of whatever limited time they want to devote to their physical science breadth requirement, and if they want to know how much work they can avoid and still get a C, I’ll tell them.
Or actually, I won’t tell them, because this class is graded on a curve. No one on this campus understands about curves. I have had many students come to me, very upset, because their grade was below whatever cutoff percentage their high school teachers used to determine a C; or demand to know what grade they need to get on the final to earn a B, even though they “know the class is curved”.
Anyway, point is, I meet apathy with apathy. What really drives me up a wall is when I get emails to the tune of, “I am really interested in the course material and have learned a lot. What is the minimum I need to do to pass the class?”
Dear students: Please learn to construct more believable sycophantic natterings. Fondly, Your GSI.
A Blog Around The Clock on 17 Dec 2020 at 10:27 pm
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