Archive for December, 2009
As snow blankets the area, a moment of respect, please, for the brand of car that would have loved this stuff:
As with Saturn and Opel, GM decided to make all their brands use the same platforms, rather than letting variation thrive, with sadly predictable results. If GM was going to homogenize things anyway, why bother keeping those brand marks in the first place?
Sigh [which I don’t know how to spell in Swedish].
When the student’s mother writes to plead their case to you.
Word’s comment: “Oh, for the love of fish!!”
Posted in Backstory, Festival of Bad Writing, Musing about Teaching, tactless observations, tagged signs of doom, snakes, spiders, student follies past and present, various epic fails, waiting for the anvil to hit someone terribly deserving, why me? on 16 December, 2009| Leave a Comment »
The following may be harbingers of doom:
When you post instructions for the exam a week in advance, and the darlings show up in your office 15 minutes beforehand to ask if you could print out a copy of the reading for them.
When you give an extension because someone “didn’t have the document with them” at the time of the final presentations, you arrive at the agreed-upon time, wait, get nothing, and then 36 hours later the student appears asking “So what can I do now?”
When a student presentation clearly demonstrates that the person does not understand the implications of a basic statement about their chosen topic….and that topic was selected — by that student — 14 weeks ago.
When students forget that two-way video lets everybody see what everyone else is doing [or not] in front of their laptops.
When you ask a particularly-glassy-eyed student what they are thinking in the middle of the last study session of the semester, hoping that perhaps they’ve generated a thought by this point, and they answer the question “What are you thinking right now?” with “Oh, nothing. I’m just listening to everybody else talking…”
When you see this posted in the Physics Lab:
From the letter column of a city newspaper:
“Is it just me or is this guy the best person we could have for this guy.”