It has been a couple of weeks since I turned in my grades for the Spring Semester & to be honest I am still a little depressed. You would think that after nearly a quarter century of putting a letter grade to a student’s work for a semester would come easily. I should be fluent in the language of grading, but I am not. After all these years, I approach grading as a foreign tongue. So this meditation by a fellow-traveler struck a chord with me. When I tell students that I would like to do away with grades, though, most of them are appalled. How would they be able to live outside the economy1 of evaluation? That would be far worse than running the risk of getting a C, or even a B.
1 That economy does have rules & I abide by them, pretty much. I am a prisoner too, after all. The difference being that I know I’m locked up for life.
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— Caleb 05/28/2005 12:03 PM #
hard to find
where you fit in
you need grades to show you
have done something
I know
I give grades at the end
twice a year. I know where all fit,
except a stray who might be
elsewhere on the curve
with a gentle nudge.
thelrd in TEXAS
— Larry Davis 05/30/2005 10:37 PM #