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I look around the classroom as the students take their seats and turn the papers on their desks right-side up. Most of them smile in relief at the distinct lack of red pen, while others simply sigh.
"This is only the first assignment of the year," I say to them. "Very few of you will be making the same grades when I use my real rubric instead of holding your hands through it." Only one student doesn't look worried, rereading the notes of criticism beneath the grade of 99.
She is a perfectionist, and I will break her.
"This is only the first assignment of the year," I say to them. "Very few of you will be making the same grades when I use my real rubric instead of holding your hands through it." Only one student doesn't look worried, rereading the notes of criticism beneath the grade of 99.
She is a perfectionist, and I will break her.
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Date: 2011-04-28 04:05 am (UTC)