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Coming This Evening -- Results of the First Combat!

Ugh! Most of the day yesterday was spent reading through -- and providing copious commentary on -- ten student papers. Now that doesn't seem such a huge amount of reading until I mention that these were, on average, nine to ten pages long. So that was actually quite a bit of reading AND writing. When I finally finished last night, after picking up the Grand Duchess, who returned home yesterday, it was 11:25pm. :-( So, this evening, it's back to Saegewerkdorf and the first combats in need of resolution. Hopefully, I'll throw a few good rolls!

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MiniWargamer said…
I always used to say when I was teaching that they don't pay you to teach, they pay you to grade....

Other than bureaucratic issues, that's the least fun thing about teaching....
Groan!!! Yes, it would certainly seem that way sometimes. And I have just read/graded three (what were supposed to be polished) drafts this afternoon where clearly the student writers were asleep with their eyes open for much of the term. I sometimes fear that colleges and universities need to be more selective.

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