I handed back their papers this morning. My second class has never been more subdued. I wanted to tell them that it wasn't the end of the world, but I don't think they would have believed me. I wouldn't believe me.
I turned in a paper on Monday that is the worst paper I've written in a long time. I still want an A. All my professorial advice won't cheer me when it is not.
So I didn't tell them it wasn't the end of the world. It's something we each have to discover on our own. And then rediscover in the future.
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