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Monday, December 7, 2015

Super fast post

I need to be out of here in mere moments--and there isn't anything much to report today.

I did have a lovely encounter with a student in Advisement. She was concerned about the fact that she'd had a personal crisis that had ruined her GPA one semester and how that would affect her chances to transfer. I told her just to explain it in her personal statement--and gave her some examples from what former students (and members of my own family) have had to say to explain similar anomalies in their grades. She started to cry: she didn't know she could do that, and was infinitely relieved that she would be seen as a person, someone with a complicated and difficult life. It was very sweet. I'm glad I could offer her that reassurance, and some comfort.

I still have a hell of a lot of homework to mark before tomorrow's classes, so I  need to hit the ground running tomorrow. A student from the SF class is going to come by as well: her paper was an absolute disaster, so I'll be curious to see how that goes.

But now, truly, I'm outta here. Hasta manana.

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