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2004-09-07 11:01 AM A Parent Pleading On the Part of His Child Maybe I shouldn't have started this blog now, not with everything that's been going on.
Besides the things I mentioned yesterday that I still have to write about, there is also the Classroom Management seminar on Saturday that will be pushing through after all, from 9am to 4pm. Although unless it’s the speaker’s own specification of free time, I don’t know why it wasn’t scheduled during the week, when all of us faculty members are free and at least the full time ones are supposed to be in the office anyway, which not much to do except preparation for the new classes of the coming term. Now on to the first of three change-of-grades that I’ll be doing for last term (which is still better that Miss Celia the English teacher who gave almost ten students “remedial projects” that they have to submit before the deadline for changing of grades. Domingo was one of the eleven students who failed in Graphics One because of submitting vastly incomplete files. Maybe they thought I was just checking if the file was in the disk they submitted. >Bzzzzzz< Wrong. On course card distribution itself, he and a couple of his classmates who followed suit asked me for the breakdown of their final grade, and didn’t complain afterwards. Their not defending their “work” was as good as an admission that they know nothing about the proper procedures I was talking about because they didn’t complete the exercises. What I didn’t expect was that the day after course card distribution Domingo returned and said that his dad in the Middle East wanted to talk to me. He said that his son was staying alone in a dorm near the school, and had no one to remind him to study. Not that it really applies to Graphics One because it is all hands on. There is nothing he had to bring home to study. But the Internet that is accessible on their computers is distracting. Just like during their finals maybe the technician can turn off the outside network while classes are going on for the whole term. And maybe progress reports taken during the session going around the terminals could keep them on their toes to finish their work first before surfing. The student does not have the appearance and manners of my own self-imposed profile of a slacker, so, among other considerations, I gave him a second chance. I told him to redo exercises 26 to 50 and submit it by Friday, September 3. He passed his diskette early in the morning of Friday, and, upon checking, I rated that he got 12 exercises correctly out of the 22 he submitted. He didn’t offer any explanation, and I didn’t ask, why the 25 exercises I asked for was not complete. But it was enough (added to his previous rating) to give him a one-point-zero. And I told him his new grade yesterday, along with the fact that we had to wait for the process of passing the change-of-grade to be completed before he could enroll in Graphics Two. I’ll have to finish this tomorrow. We’re done for now. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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