Extra Credit and Tough Love
The end of term 1 approaches and many of you are not happy about your grades. Many of you are not happy about your grades because you unwisely did not take the advice I offered at the beginning of school and nearly every week since school began. That advice?
DO YOUR HOMEWORK!!!!!!
Let me stress again: Homework is 20 percent of your grade. If you do not make homework a regular part of your educational plan, you would have to ace every test, quiz, project, or paper just to get a B -. Seems kinda impossible, right? Homework is not only the easiest thing you can do to improve your grade, it also reinforces the daily lesson. So you can learn. That is our goal. Learning.
That being said, the only opportunity for extra credit is by finding something that I would deem interesting or important enough to be posted on our blog. The extra credit points will be given at my discretion.
DO YOUR HOMEWORK!!!!!!
Let me stress again: Homework is 20 percent of your grade. If you do not make homework a regular part of your educational plan, you would have to ace every test, quiz, project, or paper just to get a B -. Seems kinda impossible, right? Homework is not only the easiest thing you can do to improve your grade, it also reinforces the daily lesson. So you can learn. That is our goal. Learning.
That being said, the only opportunity for extra credit is by finding something that I would deem interesting or important enough to be posted on our blog. The extra credit points will be given at my discretion.
posted by Ms. Elder @ 10:52 PM
2 Comments:
At 6:26 PM,
Nebia said…
Nebia Zeroual period 6
here's an extra credit I found its an intresting fun essay about english :)
Let's face it -- English is a crazy language!
There's no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither
apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in
France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet,
are meat.
We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes,
we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, and a
guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,
grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is
teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, two geese.
So one moose, two meese? One index, two indices?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one
amend, that you comb through the annals of history but not a single
annal? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but
one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a
vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? If you
wrote a letter, perhaps you bote your tongue?
Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed
to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people
recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo
by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways
and drive on parkways?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a
wise man and a wise guy are opposites? How can overlook and oversee
be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? How can
the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another?
Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when
they are absent? Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful
gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love?
Have you ever run into someone who was discombobulated,
gruntled, ruly or peccable? And where are all those people who ARE
spring chickens or who would ACTUALLY hurt a fly?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which
your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form
by filling out and in which an alarm clock goes off by going on.
English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects
the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn't a race at
all).
That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when
the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my
watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it!
At 8:12 AM,
Anonymous said…
extra credit please!!
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