Monday, December 5, 2011

Blood, Sweat and Tears?

Blood, Sweat and Tears?

I'm in my 18th year of teaching high school at a suburban DC venue. I've seen quite a bit during my tenure here: The principal who grew overly concerned when he started learning about nefarious doings on his watch by reading the student newspaper; the librarian who prefered to imbibe on the job and had to one day be escorted home by this self-same principal; the cherubs who became burrito bandits and placed their bets with the guidance counselor.

But I've never seen a student massacre an assignment quite like this.

I was calmly grading AP Lang journals last week when I came upon the scene of the crime. Three consecutive pages of brownish-redish smears. Since students often eat when they do their homework, I assumed the culprit was a drippy chocolate concoction of some variety, possibly Frappachino in origin.

Until, that is, I saw the notation pictured above. My comment, scribbled in blue grading pen, did no justice to the feelings percolating inside of me. This child, I believe, took her assignment way beyond the boundaries of decency. And gave new meaning to the Churchillian statement, "I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat."

BTW, I do have something more to offer to you. Voting for the 2011 Edublogs is underway. As you may recall, I've come in second-best in this contest by a mere handful of votes for the last two years. Please vote early - and often! I'm up for Best Individual Blog, and you're allowed to cast one vote per day until the stroke of midnight on December 14. I guess we'll all turn into pumpkins then, correctamundo?


Tara R. said...

I remember you talking about this earlier. It's even more gross to see the evidence.

D Murphy said...

Yuk, pretty grim:(

Trooper Thorn said...

I always confuse Blood, Sweat and Tears with Three Dog Night.

Queenie Jeannie said...

I voted! Good luck!!!


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