Records of Progress, or RoPs, as we affectionately call them, are an expression of our innermost sadomasochistic drives. We might as well refer to them as RoPes and be done with it, for they tie us up and hopelessly bind us in a cycle of punishment and reward.
Rather than write a 600 character review of each of my students, it'd be great to just sit with each but for half of 600 seconds and tell them face to face how I feel about their performance, their behavior in class and towards their classmates, and what are the areas they can work on.
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