In my struggle to get my classes back on track as quickly as possible after spring break, I wanted to get everyone thinking and focused again, so…
- In my intro class, I assigned a set of homework problems, due on 30 March.
- In my intro class, I gave a take-home exam on Friday, due on 30 March.
- In my genetics class, I assigned a set of homework problems, due on 30 March.
- In my genetics class, I gave a take-home exam on Friday, due on 30 March.
They were supposed to send them to me by email.
Today, you may notice, is 30 March.
I opened my inbox this morning, and recoiled in horror. So many of my students were industrious and on the ball and possibly bored out of their minds, so they got everything done early. There are others who are still working on them, so I expect even more to trickle in during the course of the day.
The next exams are staggered a bit, at least, but I should have done that this time. The shock of the sudden isolation event just put everything in sync.
“The evil cat ate them.”
Pets eating homework? Please, these are modern times:
“The Russians stole everything and wikileaks leaked it all, so the assignments inadmissible and there’s no point to grading any of them.”
But now I’m left wondering how my grades might have been affected, had my professors been forced into isolation in a demon(cat)-haunted house for weeks on end. Of course, every professor is very different. For instance, I doubt any of mine were or will ever be worrying about their spider colony when they’re supposed to be grading.
I was the only one out of 12 students to hand in work for the assignment due today.
This reminds me of the Parks & Rec episode where April accidentally schedules 93 meetings for Ron Swanson because she didn’t realize that March has 31 days.
The cat walked across the keyboard and accidentally wiped the drive…