05 November, 2007

day 5

I got back the first of 3 papers for my history class. In the comments, the person who graded it gave my grammar a 'poor'. Excuse me? My grammar has NEVER been poor. My mother was somewhat obsessed with making sure we avoid being stigmatized through the use of improper grammar, so we always tested in the 'So Gifted they may as well have Invented the English Language' levels. Don't tell me my grammar was POOR.

Yes, I will be contesting that grade.

Now I'm going to go stare at my son and try not to obsess over how little time I actually get with him as a baby and that soon I'll be old and he'll be having his own babies...I could go on, but I shouldn't. So I won't.

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