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that Mod 2 is done… it’s time for grades. Who cares… this is grad school,
right? I thought that grades weren’t supposed to matter. (somewhere in New
Hampshire my parents are crying) Yet every time grades are issued, the same questions
pop up, the same issues are raised, and the same complaints are aired.
had professors comment on the fixation that our class (2010) has on our grades.
Not so much that we “Grade Grub”, but that we generally worry about our scores
too much, as though we were undergrads. Some have asked “Why do we care?” … “Most
of the companies do not use it as a measure of employability.”
This question has been posed by most
of my professors… and of course when this conversation starts, someone always
chimes in “If grades don’t matter, then I’ll take an SP, thank you.” (I try to
be first, just in case they say yes… SP is the Owen version of a 4.0 / A ) It IS
true that most disciplines don’t ask to see a GPA. (Finance is the exception.)
So I am sitting downstairs in the quicksand chairs that Owen has strewn about
the first floor. (see pic)
they are organized neatly, but since I don’t like these chairs much, I thought
I would talk some trash. I have a break. It seldom happens that I get a break…
students here are always busy. I would love to get one of those stop motion
cams to snap a photo of the second floor every 30 seconds. Start at 8am, end at
2am. Watch the students shuffle in, shuffle out, sit down, stand up, fall
asleep, and generally work their butts off.
Break time, means looking at my task list. It is ever changing. I have my class
work timed to flag on the list when its coming due, then there are replies,
thank you letters, blog posts, even calls to family, so I don’t let it go by
for too long. The list is always moving… in one task, out another. This reminds
me of the current class I am in… Operations!
(said with an energetic Dutch accent, if you are lucky enough to have Lepre)