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- Spoke Too Soon, Again …
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Tag Archives: high school
When a Good Student becomes a Bad Student
How many of you remember your high school algebra class? Yep, quite a show of hands there. Now, how many of you enjoyed that class? … Where did everyone go? Oh, wait, I see someone way in the back of … Continue reading
Posted in That's Life
Tagged algebra, cheating, education, high school, learning, math, teaching
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Incorrigible
Bending the rules just a little. Because I can. *** Like many children, I “ran away” from home as a toddler. My mom watched me drag the extremely heavy suitcase out the door, and merely shrugged. (She knew my aunt … Continue reading
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