Because my school is on a block schedule, the quarter is actually a semester. Therefore I am giving semester finals this week. I hate finals. All they do is prove to me how little my students have retained. It's depressing for me to realize how little learning has occurred. For example, my precalculus final was mostly made of questions that I gave the class on the first day of school to assess their knowledge from algebra 2. Well, it appears that not only did they not know the info after Al2, but they don't know after a semester of precalc. The test isn't difficult, folks. There are questions about solving quadratic equations. And finding the slope of a line. Honestly, it's similar material that I present to my freshmen.
As for my freshmen, most of them earned a zero on their final because they talked during it. Now I don't mean they spoke once, but they had full-out conversations. It's incredible. But it's a lot less grading that I have to do. Most of them would fail the final anyway. On average only 1 or 2 pass the final in each class. Perhaps it would help if they studied, or kept a notebook, or brought a pencil, or stayed awake.
yea! school!
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