You Have Been Weighed, You Have Been Measured.

My apologies, everyone: I have come down with a very nasty cold, and I don’t think it would be a good idea for me to write a post this week. So instead, here is an older post I’m still pleased with and which addresses one of the major issues with education: grading. Here is part of my prescription for removing the problem as much as possible.

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I spent a large part of last weekend grading. Not unusual, really; I’m a teacher. I generally spend part of every weekend grading, along with every free moment in between classes during the school day (and the former because there aren’t many of the latter, between teaching and planning and corresponding); and that’s even after my student count was cut in half when I changed from the comprehensive public school to the STEM charter school where I am now. Grading is something I have ranted and raved about far too often in the past; because it is, quite simply, the worst thing about teaching. Well, maybe the second worst thing: being treated like a criminal is no frosty chocolate milkshake.

But enough of ranting about grades: I need to be more positive. I need to spend less time being angry, and more time trying to see the light and share…

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