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I hates it.
Kinda.
A little.
I actually enjoy the process of being in class, to be honest. So long as the instructor is reasonably entertaining, the material is interesting, and/or my classmates are at least a little amusing. When things don't line up, of course, class becomes a painful exercise in tolerance and self-control.
I even enjoy writing some papers. The ones written about things that interest me, mostly. I had a class in high school, for example, that basically mandated a 3-page paper due at least one a week, and often two, and I loved the class and the papers I wrote for it, because they were all relatively free-form papers on government and history. I had a similar class when I was at Virginia Tech on the history of engineering, and similarly enjoyed it.
What I don't like is grinding out makework that serves no real purpose other than to satisfy the assessment needs of a given instructor, frequently just to meet some mandated standard dictated by a faceless government bureaucrat.
And it really pisses me off when I get marked down for disagreeing with a teacher on a purely subjective analysis. I ran into that problem during a couple of my classes last year, wherein I simply didn't agree with their feelings on a given subject, and they made excuses to penalize me for it.
Another thing that bugs me is subjective grading, something else I've run into from time to time. Now, don't get me wrong; subjective analysis has its place in education. It's how we assess effort, after all, and it's downright essential in the lower grades.
But college isn't the lower grades, and every now and then I get a professor who thinks that just because I can outperform pretty much the rest of the class, I should be forced to do so in order to earn the same grade.
And that bugs the hell out of me, mostly because I'm incredibly lazy. Present me with an opportunity to coast and I will almost invariably take it, and if I can coast by relying on my colossal brain, so be it.
But one of my instructors eventually figured out that that was what I was doing. That I was writing these multi-page papers in about an hour, the night before they were due, and sure, they were probably the best-written papers in the class. I could do better, and she felt that I should.
Of course, it took her about two years to figure that out. It was actually somewhat entertaining to pull out my old papers she'd graded, and watch how it slowly dawned on her that they didn't represent my best effort, and the grades started declining in the last few despite the fact that, by every objective measurement, they were functionally identical to the earlier ones. Then again, this was an instructor who never read for pleasure until she discovered Twilight, so it shouldn't come as much of a surprise that she was a trifle slow on the uptake.
I also dislike it when instructors make their points/grading systems too simplistic. Giving an assignment, say, 10 points means that you cannot give an "A" to anything less than a perfect paper, but giving it 20 points grants enough leeway to dock a point here or there for a flawed argument without actually knocking it down a full letter grade equivalent. What's worse is I've seen instructors knock things down all the way to 5 points for an assignment. I often suspect it's because they have difficulty doing basic math, and just assigning 100 points total makes their lives easier.
Kinda.
A little.
I actually enjoy the process of being in class, to be honest. So long as the instructor is reasonably entertaining, the material is interesting, and/or my classmates are at least a little amusing. When things don't line up, of course, class becomes a painful exercise in tolerance and self-control.
I even enjoy writing some papers. The ones written about things that interest me, mostly. I had a class in high school, for example, that basically mandated a 3-page paper due at least one a week, and often two, and I loved the class and the papers I wrote for it, because they were all relatively free-form papers on government and history. I had a similar class when I was at Virginia Tech on the history of engineering, and similarly enjoyed it.
What I don't like is grinding out makework that serves no real purpose other than to satisfy the assessment needs of a given instructor, frequently just to meet some mandated standard dictated by a faceless government bureaucrat.
And it really pisses me off when I get marked down for disagreeing with a teacher on a purely subjective analysis. I ran into that problem during a couple of my classes last year, wherein I simply didn't agree with their feelings on a given subject, and they made excuses to penalize me for it.
Another thing that bugs me is subjective grading, something else I've run into from time to time. Now, don't get me wrong; subjective analysis has its place in education. It's how we assess effort, after all, and it's downright essential in the lower grades.
But college isn't the lower grades, and every now and then I get a professor who thinks that just because I can outperform pretty much the rest of the class, I should be forced to do so in order to earn the same grade.
And that bugs the hell out of me, mostly because I'm incredibly lazy. Present me with an opportunity to coast and I will almost invariably take it, and if I can coast by relying on my colossal brain, so be it.
But one of my instructors eventually figured out that that was what I was doing. That I was writing these multi-page papers in about an hour, the night before they were due, and sure, they were probably the best-written papers in the class. I could do better, and she felt that I should.
Of course, it took her about two years to figure that out. It was actually somewhat entertaining to pull out my old papers she'd graded, and watch how it slowly dawned on her that they didn't represent my best effort, and the grades started declining in the last few despite the fact that, by every objective measurement, they were functionally identical to the earlier ones. Then again, this was an instructor who never read for pleasure until she discovered Twilight, so it shouldn't come as much of a surprise that she was a trifle slow on the uptake.
I also dislike it when instructors make their points/grading systems too simplistic. Giving an assignment, say, 10 points means that you cannot give an "A" to anything less than a perfect paper, but giving it 20 points grants enough leeway to dock a point here or there for a flawed argument without actually knocking it down a full letter grade equivalent. What's worse is I've seen instructors knock things down all the way to 5 points for an assignment. I often suspect it's because they have difficulty doing basic math, and just assigning 100 points total makes their lives easier.