At physics lecture yesterday, the professor was making the point that she had given ample opportunity for students to earn extra credit. She pointed me out as an example, saying I had accumulated five percent. (This is the maximum, and it was earned by, get this, 1) showing up to lecture and 2) doing my homework. I wish I were kidding.)
Five or six people in the room yelled in an only-somewhat-friendly way "Oooo, luckyyyyyyyy!" That was the dominant word: lucky. The professor tried to point out that I had worked hard in this class, but I don't think that part of her message got across at all. It was as if the vocabulary she was using was in some other language.
Sometimes I worry about the future of this country, I really do. Lucky because I showed up to class? Lucky because I did the work after the professor told everyone we'd get credit for it? No. I don't think so. Lucky because I don't have cancer, that I'll buy. Lucky because I live in an area with ready access to community college courses, yes. Lucky because I bust my ass once I get there? No.
Five or six people in the room yelled in an only-somewhat-friendly way "Oooo, luckyyyyyyyy!" That was the dominant word: lucky. The professor tried to point out that I had worked hard in this class, but I don't think that part of her message got across at all. It was as if the vocabulary she was using was in some other language.
Sometimes I worry about the future of this country, I really do. Lucky because I showed up to class? Lucky because I did the work after the professor told everyone we'd get credit for it? No. I don't think so. Lucky because I don't have cancer, that I'll buy. Lucky because I live in an area with ready access to community college courses, yes. Lucky because I bust my ass once I get there? No.
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I don't think I ever walked around saying that someone who did his homework was lucky to get a better grade than I did. But maybe I did. If so, there's hope for this crop, too.
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That sounds just way too familiar.
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Or, y'know, hey, maybe it's mostly youth. I don't know.
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I also find that I'm WAY more interested, in general, in the topic being taught, whatever it is, than most of my classmates.
On the flip side, it sounds like in all our cases, our profs love us! I'm not surprised, given what they usually get, but it's still nice to be on the receiving end of it :)
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I guess it makes a big difference that we have a goal in mind and we're there for a reason.
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Yes! Me too. I don't think for a minute that I'm the best student ever. In the working world, this amount of effort would net me a "meets expectations" on a review. (Granted, I also studied hard in this class. But if I had a job where my duties were to show up to lecture and do homework, I wouldn't be earning stellar reviews merely because I showed up to lecture and did homework. At least I hope I wouldn't.)
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We TAs joked about how much more work they were. The 19-year-olds might show up to talk about how an essay had been graded, but they were usually just trying to improve their score. An adult showed up to ask questions because they really wanted to not just be able to recite the answer, but how to understand it in depth.
So I guess I'm coming down on the side of "it's not the new generation; it's every generation".
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I think these kids don't see a viable path to their own success. I think they think you're lucky because you found a path and followed it. The same path may well be there for these kids, but if they don't see it, they won't take advantage of it.
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