The title for the post is blank now. I'm not sure what this post is about. Hopefully by the end of it, I will be able to find a title. So for those of you who have started reading this because of the attractive title (me being optimistic), do know that the title was the clincher to the post.
I shut the laptop down after applying the finishing touches to 2 assignments. I would have patted myself on my back if there weren't 2 internship reports to be reported, 10 practical records to be studied, an assignment more to be written (which my friend is painstakingly working on in the neighboring hostel) and 25 chapters to be completed in my TAFTEE workbook (which she has agreed to start upon soon after the assignment). Oh wait, there is one more assignment!!! This convenient forgetting may be attributed to the memory suppressing theory by Mahapurush Freudji since none of the girls in my class remember what the topic is and we are reluctant to ask Ma'am, considering her complaints of how her presence in class is the same as her absence. Well, it is sort of, kind of, lighta true.
Anyway what was I saying? Sheyy, this is the problem with my stories. I start off with the conclusion clear in my mind. I know the exact route that my thought process should journey on to reach the fabulous destination of my fantabulous story. However, he (my thought process personified) experiences so many roadblocks and diversions that the destination is not only not visible to him anymore, there is a high chance it may have disappeared!
Now where was I? Okay, uhmm yea! All these assignments and work to be done! What is the purpose? I agree there are definite learning lessons there. However, the prospect and incentive of being marked makes me work hard to think what would appeal to the teacher. Would she like my essay long or crisp? Should I elaborate about the experiments or just mention them? Does she want the essay in a paragraph format or can I use bullets? By 10 pages, does she mean 10 sheets or 10 sides? Would she notice anything odd if I write that the social learning theory states that "people in a social setting tujhe dekha toh yeh jaana sanam pyar hota hai deewana sanam and vice-versa" or would she just skim through my answer?
When did my work start depending more on the ratings I receive and less on the satisfaction I get from pouring my heart and soul on to the paper? (ahem ahem, nautanki alert) If my work was honest and worked hard at, I must be able to rejoice in the fact that I've done something extraordinary. However getting a 6 on 10 or a half mark more on something I worked on with barely 2 hours of sleep somehow just doesn't make me feel proud of my work. It makes me feel lighta stupid when the number inked in red on my sheet takes the spotlight from the effort I'd put in. Therefore, the motivation, if any, to complete my impending work diminishes till there is nothing left.
See, once the law-abiding citizen of the great sub-continent of India (we are the biggest sufferers of this issue) understands that their best critic is themselves, they needn't get upset at marks and grades and feelings of not being good enough. But who will make them understand that they don't necessarily need the approval of their teachers? I for one, don't have the time. You see, Laxmi Ma'am wants her 40 marks assignment to have an italicized title, a bold body, a double-lined page border in Times New Roman, font size 12, single-spaced. Wait, what was the topic of the assignment?
I shut the laptop down after applying the finishing touches to 2 assignments. I would have patted myself on my back if there weren't 2 internship reports to be reported, 10 practical records to be studied, an assignment more to be written (which my friend is painstakingly working on in the neighboring hostel) and 25 chapters to be completed in my TAFTEE workbook (which she has agreed to start upon soon after the assignment). Oh wait, there is one more assignment!!! This convenient forgetting may be attributed to the memory suppressing theory by Mahapurush Freudji since none of the girls in my class remember what the topic is and we are reluctant to ask Ma'am, considering her complaints of how her presence in class is the same as her absence. Well, it is sort of, kind of, lighta true.
Anyway what was I saying? Sheyy, this is the problem with my stories. I start off with the conclusion clear in my mind. I know the exact route that my thought process should journey on to reach the fabulous destination of my fantabulous story. However, he (my thought process personified) experiences so many roadblocks and diversions that the destination is not only not visible to him anymore, there is a high chance it may have disappeared!
Now where was I? Okay, uhmm yea! All these assignments and work to be done! What is the purpose? I agree there are definite learning lessons there. However, the prospect and incentive of being marked makes me work hard to think what would appeal to the teacher. Would she like my essay long or crisp? Should I elaborate about the experiments or just mention them? Does she want the essay in a paragraph format or can I use bullets? By 10 pages, does she mean 10 sheets or 10 sides? Would she notice anything odd if I write that the social learning theory states that "people in a social setting tujhe dekha toh yeh jaana sanam pyar hota hai deewana sanam and vice-versa" or would she just skim through my answer?
When did my work start depending more on the ratings I receive and less on the satisfaction I get from pouring my heart and soul on to the paper? (ahem ahem, nautanki alert) If my work was honest and worked hard at, I must be able to rejoice in the fact that I've done something extraordinary. However getting a 6 on 10 or a half mark more on something I worked on with barely 2 hours of sleep somehow just doesn't make me feel proud of my work. It makes me feel lighta stupid when the number inked in red on my sheet takes the spotlight from the effort I'd put in. Therefore, the motivation, if any, to complete my impending work diminishes till there is nothing left.
See, once the law-abiding citizen of the great sub-continent of India (we are the biggest sufferers of this issue) understands that their best critic is themselves, they needn't get upset at marks and grades and feelings of not being good enough. But who will make them understand that they don't necessarily need the approval of their teachers? I for one, don't have the time. You see, Laxmi Ma'am wants her 40 marks assignment to have an italicized title, a bold body, a double-lined page border in Times New Roman, font size 12, single-spaced. Wait, what was the topic of the assignment?
Good luck to the still unknown assignment 😃
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