The first quiz I give every semester includes the question "What is your TA's name?" Maybe it's an ego thing, but I get annoyed when we're two months into a semester and there are still students who don't know my name. Seriously, it's one name to remember. Is it really that difficult?
I don't expect all of my students to get it right after one week, and I give them the point even if they miss it, but asking them usually gets the point across that I expect them to know who I am. Not only does it satisfy my ego, but they also have to write my name on their exams so the professors know who to give their exams to when it's time to hand them back.
Anyway, it can be humorous to see what the people who don't remember my name will write down for an answer. This week, one of them put something that I like a lot. In fact, I think I may have found a new moniker, or at least an alias if I ever resort to a life of crime.
The name? Keil Holliday!
11 comments:
Is that a real person, or did you just like the name?
:)
I'm not sure which more funny... the fact they gave you "Keil Holliday" for a name, or the fact they can't remember your real name.... until after they are almost done school.
Is school helping these students?
As far as I know it's not a real person. But tell me that it doesn't sound like I could go around robbing banks for the rest of my life and not caught with a name like that.
I haven't read your post yet (I will), but when I saw the title and remembered the title of your last post, your liked to be called pseudo name is 'Tommy Tinkertrain'...Hahaha!
Ok, Keil Holliday is a bit more gangsta like.....but if you ever want to become a clown!
Keil Holliday? You're not a Scandinavian cowboy...
Do you know how I know you're gay?
instead of asking my students what my name is, at the end of the semester I should make them all come to me and pronounce my name. That would probably be extremely mean of me but judging by the different pronounciations I've heard in the past couple of days when students have called me, I don't think hardly anyone would get it right....
P.S. Keil Holliday sounds like the name of guy in a trashy romance novel.
Possible excerpt: Keil removed his shirt with studied grace, revealing rippling muscles gleaming with a burnished light. He stood before her, ready for whatever she had to offer. "Wow", she said, "this is just the kind of Holliday I needed."
Damn...I think I may have just discovered a new talent. Maybe I'm in the wrong field...
Like I said - if only grant proposals and manuscripts were so easy to write.
Keil has rippling muscles? *snicker*
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