Tuesday, December 21, 2010

At the eleventh hour, I compose a few e-mails.

TO: One of my favorite students

FROM: your professor

DATE: The day grades are due, @ the 11th hour

RE: I have a question

Remember last week, when I told you how strong your work was, and what a fine job I thought you had done this semester? And we both got tears in our eyes?

In light of this memory, I feel I must ask you: where is your final exam?

_________

TO: One of my favorite students

FROM: your professor

DATE: the day grades are due, @ the 11th hour

RE: I have a question

Remember how we met two times during the semester, the last time in late November? And how, at that time, I read a bunch of your work and gave you feedback, preparatory to you revising and submitting your final portfolio? And I praised that work?

In light of this memory, I feel I have to ask you: where is that portfolio?

3 comments:

Emma J said...

They don't deserve you.

radagast said...

Choose one or more:

1. Laptop stolen
2. Violated parole
3. Deported
4. Shipped out to Kandahar
5. Wha?
6. You never said we had to
7. Just one more week, please?

gilian said...

I may be repeating myself, but why have I not had teachers like you? I mean, I'm always the teacher's pet after three classes together and all, but I didn't realize I could jeopardize that relationship by neglecting my studently duties. How cruel of those kids.

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