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7:56pm on Saturday, 6th May, 2006:
I'm marking final-year projects.
I don't mind marking final-year projects per se, but the thing is, I have to mark 15 of them by Tuesday (when we start the orals). I did 2 yesterday, 2 the day before and 4 today; I was hoping to do 5 today, but some of them go on and on and on and on and on...
It's amazing what people put in their project reports. Some are like maintenance manuals, some are diaries, some are complex psychological self-disections, some are so thin of content as to be near-transparent . Some seem to be works of fiction.
Fortunately, some are actually pretty good, too.
Unsurprisingly, none of the ones I've read so far has demonstrated that the author has a real grasp of English grammar ("I could of done it" etc.). As usual, it's hard to tell the ones who have dyslexia certificates from the ones who don't. Maybe we should try to get them to write their reports as games, since that's the language they best understand? Fortunately, "communication ability" only comes in at 10% on the mark scheme.
I'll try for 5 tomorrow; wish me luck.
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