My Juniors' essays were turned in two weeks ago, and, in that time, they have been the bane of my existence. I try not to spend this much time usually on essays, but, for this first one, I tried to put as much as possible into them. I numbered all grammatical errors, and they'll be going back and finding their errors and explaining why they are errors. I made a huge amount of comments. Each took a good 15-30 minutes, depending on the quality. Most were very low quality. The class average was 40/75, with the high score being a 65 (a "B") and low scores falling into the teens. Yes, some of them are that bad.
They'll get there, but we'll struggle through it until then. Today was not a pleasant day for them, I'm sure - a long speech, explaining that it is not my goal ever to cut down students, but that these were poor efforts for the most part, that they had to get to a certain point by the end of the year, and this was the first stop on that journey. The problems range the entire gamut - one girl makes 75 grammatical errors in an essay, while another has flawless grammar but plays it too safe to say anything interesting. One kid makes broad sweeping generalizations in thesis statements and topic sentences, while another says interesting things but pays no attention to the devices or literary features that create the effects about which he is writing.
I met with several students after school about it. There were tears. I suspect some of them have never done badly on an essay before.
I'm starting to grow resentful of the second job again. Whenever I'm overworked for a bit, this occurs. I've been there three nights a week all school year, even a couple of four-nighters, and that's on top of my two graduate courses. And after tonight's menu meeting (where at least we were fed the new items from the menu), I've swent four of the last five nights there. I'm just tiring of not having any weekends, ever. My debts are stating to dwindle, though, and I'm seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. There is nearly zero chance I'll still be waiting tables at this time next year.
This weekend, I am flying out of town, so that's a weekend off. Even though I'll be traveling (a lot, and not necessarily fun travel), it will at least give me some time away from the restaurant, which I need.
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