Monday, April 08, 2002

 

I really didn't feel like blogging today. It's just a blah day for me. But as I was taking my (almost) daily trip through blogdex a news story caught my eye. Survey: Many students say cheating's OK; Confessed cheater: 'What's important is getting ahead', the head and sub-head say.

I must be getting more jaded as I get older because that really doesn't surprise me. It scares me, though. The kids who, right now, are saying cheating is OK are potentially going to be this country's movers and shakers just a few short years from now. If we think this country's in trouble now, just wait 'til then.

To the best of my recollection, I didn't cheat in high school. I didn't really need to. Everything was way easy for me back then. But I do have a cheating story. Back in eigth grade social studies I let another girl, Dorie, look at my paper during a test. Well, I didn't "let" her. I just didn't prevent it. I didn't want her and her friends to beat the crap outta me. The next day, our teacher, Mr. Perry, called us up to the front of the classroom and told us there was a problem with our tests and we had to retake them in the library. He put her at one end of the library and me at the other. The next day he kept me after class. He showed me the original test papers. Dorie and I both got As. Then he showed me the second tests. I got an A. Dorie got a D. Mr. Perry was very nice about it. He said he knew it wasn't my fault (Dorie was a well-known low-life) but I'd have to be punished anyway because I didn't tell him about Dorie cheating on the day of the test. The punishment was that I got a B instead of an A. Oh, and that I spent the rest of the school year defending myself and trying to explain to a moron that I didn't squeal.

posted by Anne 4/08/2002 03:58:00 PM