Life of a Creative Writing Grad Student [and knitter]

The occasional opining of a sleep-deprived grad student, with cheese.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

I'm Too Young to be the Lone Grader!

Will this never end!?!? I am alone again in this paper swamp. Reading drafts about football players who need money, and the "sell of alchahale" in Dirt Town. Is there no quality out there? No "A" papers? No high "B" papers? Hell, I'd settle for a paper that deserved a borderline "C+" slapped across it. These poor, poor dumb asses aren't learning anything. I could cry. They're all going to graduate and not know anything. They'll all flounder in the world and blame us. My comments are longer than their papers. This is not how teaching is supposed to be.

There's a draft in here about how making cupcakes illegal is an infringement on parents' rights! Where do they come up with this crap? Why can't they spell alcohol? I'd think that's something they'd be moderately familiar with. The one serious draft I've gotten was about how dyslexics aren't given enough help on assignments. There were many grammar and spelling errors that Word would have caught, so I'm not sure if the writer had some personal experience or was just lazy. It made the "you have bad grammar" comment a bit tricky. When this grading is over for good (22 drafts from now!!!!!), I'm going to celebrate by burning the 1301 textbook.

The Lone Grader must continue. No haiku this morning. Sorry.

End.

Oh yeah. Almost forgot the human cloning draft: it argued that a logical fear concerning cloning was that the terrorists could make an army of superhumans to storm the democratic world. Kid you not. 'Night.

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