It’s done. I told him/her they will receive an F.
Why do I feel like the bad guy? I didn’t cheat.
I am still sitting here with an open email, spending more time working on the wording of the email than the student spent on the paper.
greykiwi we don’t meet again face to face this term, so it has to be done via email. And I’m probably not going to pile on with the whole texting issue unless he/she makes a fuss about getting the F for the assignment. But yeah, this is no fun at all.
tbridge usually departments allow instructors to use their discretion, just document it. But the gray area is whether to a) turn the student into academic affairs (at worst), or b) allow the student to write a whole new paper (at best, for the student, obviously) as this was just a draft—not a final paper for credit.
savoystomp I think the answer is fear and frustration—they have literally run out of options and are afraid that they will fail the assignment, so something is better than nothing? But given turnitin, google, blackboard, yeah, it’s insane to think that you’re going to get away with it. The ones who do get away with it buy their papers. Those are essentially original work or behind paywalls, so they don’t turn up in turnitin or google.
I really hate this part of teaching. I have invested myself in this person’s education.
I want him/her to succeed. I want them all to succeed.
But this student has spent the majority of class time buried in his/her phone, texting, and never participates. S/he is taking this class for the 3rd or 4th time (not with me). What good is another F going to do? What good would allowing him or her to turn in another draft do?
Why can’t they all just do their work honestly? I hate this.
jakke I probably should, but I feel pretty shitty about doing that. This person is doomed anyway.
Just got a draft of a paper that came from 123Essays.com. I mean.
I’m thinking straight F for the class.
The Pats play Cleveland, so a) DIAF, samsplace but b) I have to go out to watch them (hopefully) dismantle the Browns. Therein lies the dilemma.
There was this place called the Pickle Barrel, where I have had a few good meals and all, including a few great game days with Captain Annoying/Doug and Holly. But they wildly over-serve a small cadre of drunks who are no fun to be around, and they stopped carrying Sam Adams or any other decent brew. I’m not looking to get lit, but even if I was, I ain’t drinking no Natty Light bombers.
There’s a new place, with ok food, no drunks, and Ranger IPA on draft. But there’s no atmosphere. It’s dead, and no wifi. Eh.
Then there’s BWW. Wifi, decent food, good beer selection, but the Benning guys go there. Seemingly all of them.
I really wish that AppleTV would break the NFL and DirectTV’s exclusive deal on Sunday Ticket. I love MLB.tv’s package. I watch and listen to 100s of baseball games all season. I would gladly pay $150 or so for the ability to watch the Pats from my couch.
You are one big ‘nooooo!’
Love you forever Sparty !!! You are one big ‘yeeeeeeeeeees!’
You are one big ‘nooooo!’
Good lord, I have something in my eye, under my contact.
I think it’s a rattlesnake.
Not watching the Sound of Music, but I’m rooting for the Nazis this time.
Sports can be as bad, if not infinitely worse, than many of our institutions in being progressive whether in human rights or in just getting calls right.
But what they can do is offer relief from wounds both minor and near fatal.
I love that Mandela was a huge supporter of the South African National Rugby team, the Springboks, after his release and during and after his Presidency.
The World Cup winning team in 1995 united much of South Africa, for at least a moment, behind their team and the honor that hosting the event brought to newly democratic nation under Mandela’s leadership. And the 2007 winning team, seen here visiting Mandela, was more heavily integrated and of course paid their respects to the great man.
Sports can be ridiculous, but they can help bring a people together.
Requiescat in pace Mr. President. May the Springboks forever honor your memory.