I am 100% done with my grading. My desk is clear. It shines so…I can see a glint of light reflected off the tears in my eyes. Perhaps I will dance, or sing, or raise my arms and eyes to the heavens and shout, “Hallelujah!”
I am totally caught up for the first time this semester.
Do not tell me that next week I’m giving a lab final, an in-class exam, and that I will be getting nine major term papers turned in. No, that’s not happening. If I deny it enough, they’ll all go away, right?
So, you’re in a good mood now?
No more bannings for a while?
Gratz!
You’ve got it backwards. I ban happily.
Perhaps you should pray for a miracle. We await the results.
Happy Monkey!
Maybe it would help if you told your students to pray for their grades….
“No problem is so big or too complicated that it can’t be solved by a suitable application of high explosives.” –Anon
Putting your fingers in your ears and saying “la la la I can’t hear you” seems to be an effective method for preventing climate change, so why shouldn’t it work for papers that require marking?
Ben Carson’s poll spike is over, similar to thw “flavor of the month” we saw in the last election cycle, but somehow Trump still has a position on top.