Xander ,'First Date'
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls, The Inside and Drive), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath. Oh, and help us get Terriers dvds!
No wonder my students think I'm a tough grader -- there's no way I'd give an A (of any kind) to a student that just met the requirements, even if they did them well. I reserve As for the people that went above and beyondSo do I , Sparky. I think that's the big difference between middle school and high school/college, though.
Not necessarily. For my first three years in a school with grades, I could count on one hand the number of As I gave. And these were highly motivated, occasionally gifted students.
A work has to be exemplary and not just merely proficient. And a C means a kid has met the standards as given.
Very valid point. My experience has been that most of the middle school teachers I work with tend to grade higher, but I shouldn't generalize. Apologies.
As a student, at any level, I always appreciated it when a teacher gave clear standards for grades. In high school, I used it to gauge how well I had mastered the skill or topic. In college, I used it as a time management tool. Great good heavens, I hated those times when I had to look at an assignment I could do to A standards, but had to choose to put it down so I could deal with unexpected things.
Kristen! Death by esophagus is not funny in real life! I'm glad you're feeling better.
Apparently Dollhouse pilot starts production April 23rd - [link]
Ooh, excellent.
I am pleased to report that a new spec has finally been completed without any further attacks of the esophagus.
Though I will be drinking half a bottle of Mylanta before going to sleep, just in case.
In craft news: [link]
A work has to be exemplary and not just merely proficient. And a C means a kid has met the standards as given.
this. so much this.
I've taught high school, college, and grad school. The point at which I became truly "this is my not caring face," (to quote - I think - a very wise Fay) was when a 4th year college student argued a B because she'd "worked very hard." I'd been clear with standards. There were reviews given regularly and this student knew both where she stood and how she could improve.
I assumed then, and I will go on believing now, that everyone works extremely hard. I think that is one way we will continue to be a civilization that dreams of things, and creates things, rather than just consuming things. With that expectation.