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September 01, 2007
It's Kind of Like Having MST3K in My Living Room
Only with football.
Dave is watching the USC-Idaho game. I'm enjoying his commentary.
In other news, I spent the day grading papers. And as I said in a text to Dave, I suddenly remembered what I *don't* like about teaching freshmen. There's not a lot I dislike about it, frankly. I love watching them figure out how the world works. I love watching them figure out who they are. It's awesome.
I do not so much love grading their papers.
Reading their papers, yes. Grading? Just not as much of the love there.
I realized this afternoon that I reach a grading saturation point. I can work and work and work and work on the grading with the occasional light groan or sigh as I read something unclear or riddled with errors that a quick proofread would have caught. But eventually, I'll sigh and stretch and get a drink of water and use the bathroom. And then I'll go back to work. And ten minutes later I'll slam my head against the desk. Because the sighs, which have been getting heavier, just don't provide the same sense of release. And five minutes after that I'll get up to use the bathroom again. And five minutes later I'll stretch and look out the window. And then I'll count the number of papers I have left to grade.
The thing is, it's not like they're all bad papers. Or like the worst ones are at the bottom of the pile. Or that they don't have interesting and valuable things to say. Because they do. I actually like reading what they have to say. It's just that I can only grade so many before I forget the rules of spelling, grammar and punctuation myself.
However. The papers are graded. The lesson plans are written. (Mostly.) And my weekend still has two more days to it.
Posted by sally at September 1, 2007 07:50 PM
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