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guys i just found out about this site that does a daily guessing game, it’s phylogenetic wordle- so fun!!!
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One of the subtle bullshits of students using AI to do assignments when they can't figure out how to do them themselves is that these students are robbing themselves of the experience of failure. You need to fail at least a little in life or you'll never learn how to get over failure.
(also doing so is very often caused by a completely unjustified fear of failing a course for failing one assignment, which could be alleviated immediately by reading the damn syllabus. Seriously, this thing is worth 2% of your total grade. It is not worth this level of anxiety. It's not worth cheating on)
there's lots of failure in life. i don't feel very sad at the idea that it is being avoided in this venue.
Respectfully, it is because life is full of failure that learning how to fail is so important. There is basically no better context than a small school assignment to learn this. The stakes are low - just a few points here or there, very small potatoes even in the extremely small-potatoes world of high school grades - but the student still feels like it matters.
And that's the combination you need to learn how to pick yourself up after fucking it up. It has to have really mattered to you, otherwise the first time you do fail at something that matters to you you'll go to pieces.
When you do a PhD, you find yourself surrounded by very smart people. Some of them have never failed an assignment in their life. Some of them failed and learned. You can tell who is who from how they react when the inevitable and constant failures of academic life start to hit them. I also see this amongst my students. Often, I'm the first person to ever give them a bad grade or call them on their obvious plagiarism. And those students can't handle it. Sometimes they stop coming to class entirely out of shame, which turns what would have been an extremely minor grade penalty into failing a whole class. My colleagues all say the same - university students right now lack the ability to bounce back from failure at a rate far higher than any past cohort.
Failure feels terrible. Especially when you really tried. But the only way forward is to keep trying and keep failing. The earlier a person learns that, the better.
I mostly teach introductory English courses, so the majority of my students are in this demographic — born in the mid-to-late ‘00s & now at the beginning of their college career — and I can co-sign what OP is saying here.
This very semester, I had a student do EXACTLY what OP is describing. She turned in a very-obviously-AI-generated assignment, and I called her on it. The assignment in question was a 250-word reading response; all one had to do in order to get full credit was read an article & write a paragraph or two giving one’s thoughts on it. It was, in fact, worth exactly 2% of the semester grade. I didn’t even give her a zero — just sent her an email saying that she needed to redo it if she wanted credit, and that I’d have to put an official warning in the system if it happened again.
Kid completely crashed out. No response to the email, stopped showing up to class. Looked her up in the university system a week or two later — if a student misses a bunch of classes in a row, we’re supposed to file a “check up on this person please” thing — and saw a note from her advisor saying that she’d had a meeting with them where she discussed the possibility of withdrawing from the course because she didn’t know how to handle the AI issue. As it turned out later, she apparently decided instead to just refuse to deal with the whole thing at all: never returned to class, never emailed back, didn’t even withdraw — just ghosted.
As a result, yeah, a minor grade penalty that could easily have been made up turned into an F on her transcript. I don’t know if the issue was that she couldn’t handle a minor failure, or if the prospect of having to do all her reading / writing / research without leaning on AI was too daunting, but either way the outcome was the same.
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“A daffodil bulb will divide and redivide endlessly. That’s why, like the peony, it is one of the few flowers you can find around abandoned farmhouses, still blooming and increasing in numbers fifty years after the farmer and his wife have moved to heaven, or the other place, Boca Raton. If you dig up a clump when no one is nearby and there is no danger of being shot, you’ll find that there are scores of little bulbs in each clump, the progeny of a dozen or so planted by the farmer’s wife in 1942. If you take these home, separate them, and plant them in your own yard, within a couple of years, you’ll have a hundred daffodils for the mere price of a trespassing fine or imprisonment or both. I had this adventure once, and I consider it one of the great cheap thrills of my gardening career. I am not advocating trespassing, especially on my property, but there is no law against having a shovel in the trunk of your car.”
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