Just finished grading about 95 freshman portfolios, portfolios of their best and brightest essays from the semester. But this is my last semester in the trenches of English 101, and now I get the luxury of riding out my graduate career in the comparibly comfy trenches of 102 and (be still my beating heart) even a creative writing class. There is possibly nothing worse than grading 95 portfolios over the course of two days. Although, one highlight was reading of one guy's "bed of sexual paradise" which he decided was an appropriate and macho topic for his descriptive essay. Nice.
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