I didn’t list all the steps in the way they wanted the work shown. I showed the parts that allowed me to formulate the answer in a way that worked, but that was declared “insufficient.”
So giving an answer with partial work for the written section, in combination with my high score on the scantron = cheating, I guess?
As you might surmise, the teacher was absolute shit, in retrospect.
The Principal too, since he cosigned her demand that I retake the exam twice, including while in the Principal’s office, while he lurked about.
SAME. This bullshit “show your work” principle cost me at least as many points as its companion “you wrote your name at the top of the LEFT SIDE of the paper instead of the RIGHT SIDE so that’ll be a C+ for you instead of an A+!”
Sometimes I think the only reason I pushed myself to get advanced degrees was the need to prove that I wasn’t the idiot in those scenarios. The teachers and/or the pedagogy they were required to follow were idiotic. It’s kinda therapeutic having my own students now and taking a completely different approach.
What did you write then? I’m confused. You showed how to solve the problem and got it marked wrong?
I didn’t list all the steps in the way they wanted the work shown. I showed the parts that allowed me to formulate the answer in a way that worked, but that was declared “insufficient.”
So giving an answer with partial work for the written section, in combination with my high score on the scantron = cheating, I guess?
As you might surmise, the teacher was absolute shit, in retrospect.
The Principal too, since he cosigned her demand that I retake the exam twice, including while in the Principal’s office, while he lurked about.
Makes my blood boil even now.
SAME. This bullshit “show your work” principle cost me at least as many points as its companion “you wrote your name at the top of the LEFT SIDE of the paper instead of the RIGHT SIDE so that’ll be a C+ for you instead of an A+!”
Sometimes I think the only reason I pushed myself to get advanced degrees was the need to prove that I wasn’t the idiot in those scenarios. The teachers and/or the pedagogy they were required to follow were idiotic. It’s kinda therapeutic having my own students now and taking a completely different approach.