I submitted my grades for the class that I taught this semester. That officially marks my class as OVAH!!!
I know I have been talking about this topic for a while, but still, I cannot stress enough the weird emotional responsibility that one has, when one is put in the position that one controls the lives of another human, and a passing or a failing grade can have an effect to the life of another person in the long run.
I failed two students.
And I tried to rationalize and see different angles whether I could somehow raise their grades to get a passing grade, but no matter how I turn it, it never works.
I still seem to prefer justice over mercy.
I think it would be unfair to the other students who actually worked their butts off in order to get a higher grade.
In this way, I am so happy for the students who are getting an A. They really deserve it, and I am more than happy to give it to them.
On a similar topic, my Phonetics professor approached me saying that she liked my 49-page paper. And I got the hint that I am getting an A in the class.
I hope that this semester would not see a collapse of my straight-A pattern. Hopefully not.
So, let me post my second picture from my Telephone Series.