I have at least six things I really want to write blog posts about at the moment, but the day job is a harsh mistress.
So instead of a content-laden post, you get a list so you can play along vicariously.
In the next nine days, I must:
- Lead the last new-content class meeting of my "Ethics in Science" class (for two class sections) - done
- Remember to distribute student evaluations - done
- Devise two more rubrics with which to evaluate case study responses for the engineering ethics module and distribute them to my
unholy army of the nightgrading team - done - Grade the last case study from my "Ethics in Science" class (both sections)
- Collect and grade research reports and final essays from my "Ethics in Science" class (both sections)
- Lead a final exam review session for my "Ethics in Science" class (both sections)
- Write a final exam for my "Ethics in Science" class - done
- Proofread that final exam before I photocopy it
- Find out whether my graduate assistant has enough hours left that she can help me grade at least part of the final exam without it being exploitative
- Participate in an instructional team debrief meeting - done, a governing board meeting, and a university-level committee meeting
That doesn't even get me through final exams, let alone to May 23.
Did I mention that my parents are coming to visit next week?
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In comments on and earlier post, I mentioned that I no longer take extraordinary measures in anticipation of students taking an exam in an earlier sitting passing on information or answers to student
If my congested head is upright today, I must be administering final exams.
This puts me in mind of a question that has not come up this semester (and, with luck, will not), but that has come up on occasion in the past.
It's finals week here at Mystery U and I am noticing perceptibly different reactions on the parts of the students and the faculty.
Someone forgot to tell our department photocopier that finals started today; rather than being a vengeful photocopier toying with the pitiful mortals in its thrall, it was a happy photocopier that photocopied my final exams beautifully.
If you had a regulation flight of stairs I'd offer to help you grade (by throwing the papers/projects/exams up the stairs)!
See you on day 6, more or less.
Parents can be uber-helpful at a time like this! Recruit them to keep the home fires burning and entertain the sprogs while you slog through the end-of-semester swamp.
More fun for all: parents do grading, unholy army of the night does sprog care. You go to the day spa with a nice, fat non-required reading tome. Whoops, sorry, that's my fantasy.