Myst
Well, Honestly, I would have talked it over with one my parents (grandparentss in my case) and get them to complain over the phone or in person with this teacher or someone over her.
I already talked to mom about it, and she wants to get dad up in the office about shapiro at least. Luu believes I should go in about herrera. I am targeted by both (shapiro more). I do not think it will really help anything. I'm considering herrera's case, though. No one should tell me that my work is unacceptable or not worth any grade. shapiro would probably just make my life miserable over it; remember, I have her ALL YEAR LONG. HOW FUN.
The Luu
ms.brett told me i couldnt type it either. :
something about emailing it out to ppl. i can understand that even though i'd never give it to anyone. but ms.herrera is being a douche. go to administration or something. or ms.warner if u have to. if warner like your, she'll fight for ya.
something about emailing it out to ppl. i can understand that even though i'd never give it to anyone. but ms.herrera is being a douche. go to administration or something. or ms.warner if u have to. if warner like your, she'll fight for ya.
I can understand this. It makes sense. However, it was not mentioned to the class at the beginning of the year. Several students commented on this, and confirmed. shapiro is just an uptight b***h who obviously isn't mature enough to stop bullying people, as is obvious in mine and Keene's case.
As for herrera, I'm considering the administration on this one. I turned in the work. I cannot be told my work is worthless and have it set aside. As long as it is turned in, it should receive a grade. even an F is better than a zero. And I dunno about warner. I'm still kinda touchy about talking to her after the Sweater Incident. And she might just agree with herrera.
Sev
Her comment that hand written plagiarism is somehow acceptable is hypocritical and moronic to the extent that I can't even address it. It's beneath my vision.
No effing kidding. handwritten plagiarism is no better than typed, though I never have done either, and never will. I am a better person than that. Mine and Keene's speech patterns aren't even the same. Not remotely.
Sev
But her greatest travesty as a teacher, that which drops her from that hallowed position forever, is her comment on a student's project. Your project. A schoolyard bully insults a classmate's work. A teacher should NEVER, EVER say something like that to a student. Ever. It demeans you and all of your effort, destroys your incentive and obliterates the student-teacher trust. It makes her an enemy and, even worse, shows how much of a b***h she is. And refusing to even grade it makes me think she lost it again after all - no work, especially in an ART CLASS where grades are ultimately SUBJECTIVE, deserves an absolute zero as long as it's turned in. To call your 100 point project NOTHING is more insulting than anything I've ever heard. Because it didn't look like it took two weeks? Bullshit. Bullshit of the highest order. I do most of my month-long papers inside six hours. How long something takes has nothing at all to do with quality.
Exactly. A teacher will lose all my respect with a wrong move. Not tiny things, but something big. Like what she said, which was a slap across the face to me, and completely uncalled for. As for art, how do you grade it? When each and every person has their own style, their own flair, their own interpretation of what art IS? It cannot be graded on one level; it would have to be graded by the individual's potential. Which she obviously did not do, as she does not know what my drawings are like. It's ceramics. We haven't drawn much of anything aside from a random pair of scissors as a warm-up.
Sev
I'm in awe. What the ******** do they teach the teachers in California? Can you take them to court? Is there a teacher's court? If there is, can you STAB teachers in aforesaid court?
I love you, Sev.
Anyways, on to TODAY'S issue.
My camera.
I bought a new pair of jeans the other day, and wore them for the first time today. However, I did not know how shallow the pockets really were. I knew I was making a mistake today when I put my camera in my pocket.
7:47 AM. Mom is dropping me off at school. I step out of the car, and there's a clattering sound, like plastic and metal hitting the ground. I look down, and gasp.
My camera.
My mom asks what it was, so I tell her. I walk up the ramp to the school, turning the camera on...
The screen is broken.
It can still take pictures, and it has another little view thing, but I cannot SEE the pictures, and I cannot upload them onto my now DEAD computer.
Looks like yesterday's bad luck was only the beginning. If this is any sign of the coming days, I don't want to get out of bed tomorrow. Maybe I should just NOT take anything with me tomorrow. Leave Lirael (my book), the sketchpad, my iPod, phone, and anything else of value at home. Goddesses KNOW what would happen to it.
Oh guys...I don't know what to do with myself right now...I'm having some bad luck and I'm stressing about college again. Something just happened that makes it difficult for me to get into Sonoma State, which would have been possible otherwise. That was my dream college. Urgh. And I'm just looking at other places, but apparently CA isn't fond of psychology, as most colleges don't seen to care much about it. What am I going to do with myself?
Where am I going to go?
I'm just feeling kinda lost right now...but....but things will get better, right?
God how I wish I could wake up tomorrow with everything back to the way things were at the beginning of junior year. Before the economy started REALLY ******** up. Before I had to worry so much about college. Before my computer and camera died. Before Kai and Maria graduated and left SR. Before I had to deal with any of the things I've had to in the past month and a half since starting my senior year.
Goddesses...
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