Grading (an acrostic poem)

Giving points out like Halloween candy

Reaching into my bag, I pull out a number

And I drop it onto their paper

Defining their mental capture of my material

It is an inexact science for sure

Now when they get that judged paper back

Going to wonder if they think it’s a trick or a treat

 

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Red Ink (an acrostic poem)

Rallying all his reserves, Fannie pushed on

Every time the pen touched the paper

Doubt in her teaching competence would grow

 

It was always soul-crushing being an impartial arbiter

Now her hands were covered in the remains of her grading rubric

Killing her will to continue as her soul bled out on the page

 

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