Friday, November 18, 2011

A Short Play in One Act

Curtain Rises

Student: I realized that I never turned in the assignment due in mid September. Here is is! Does it count? (towards their grade.)

Me: No.

Curtain Lowers

9 comments:

  1. Depending on the field you're teaching, you could offer the student extra credit if s/he re-writes that play as a sonnet...


    Would I have sooner seen the due-date printed
    And would the mid September leaves so gold
    Have waited on the branch while proffies hinted
    And fallen not till you the paper hold

    Alas the biting winds of cold November
    Have blown them, time swept, here upon the grass
    Methinks that F is "fail" and D "December"
    Two simple letters meet the year to pass

    Would not a second chance be in the making
    If I'd approach you, master, at your door
    And like the
    Tempest's Caliban me licking
    Your boots, me grov'ling lowly on the floor?

    'Tis bold to bear your foretold "no" so surely
    So cold to hear the fallen leaves so clearly

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  2. Middle-Aged: AWESOME.

    AdjunctSlave: WINNING.

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  3. *standing ovation*

    Bravo! Bravo! Encore! Encore!

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  4. I was almost moved to pity for the student, such is the power of your poetry words.

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  5. Dr. Jekyll: Bravo! I laughed, I cried, I spit out my cereal!

    Prof. Hyde: I especially enjoyed the jarring conclusion, which reminded me of "Bambi Meets Godzilla".

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  6. AdjunctSlave is a poet! Who knew?

    And Bravo to MM&M, both for the playlet, and for the succinct answer to the student (I almost always come down at the same place, but I spend a lot of time explaining *why* it makes no sense for the student to do the assignment and/or me to give credit for it now).

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