For the Teacher
Shock and Denial: Where did all these papers come from? Did I have this many students at the beginning? If I put them all in one stack, they could fall on me and no one would find me until the posting deadline passed.
Pain and Guilt: Why did I assign portfolios? Is it worth it to make them cite correctly? If I had just shortened the assignment by one page, I could have saved 15 pages of reading.
Anger and Bargaining: Oh, many types of people do different types of things. I see. How clever. If I grade this stack I’ll give myself permission to order pizza.
Depression, Reflection, loneliness: I have no life. I only grade papers. I don’t have friends; I have grading pens. I miss people. I only speak in simple sentences now.
Upward Turn: Well, they’re really just starting out, and their work did improve. Only four more to go in this class. Woohoo!
Acceptance and Hope: You know, this isn’t bad. Decent papers. This is something they can build on. I’m ready to plan for next semester.
Grading is a rollercoaster. Luckily, it’s over for me this semester. I always have to remind myself that grading is miserable no matter how my students and I do. Even really well-written papers get tedious.
So now you know why I haven’t posted in ages, and why I’m excusing myself to go jump into the very large pile of paperbacks I just picked up. Ooh boy do I deserve a break.