Now I'm remembering the time a student told me she hadn't done her paper because her grandmother had died. At Iowa everyone's grandmother was dying all the time; grandparents were dropping like flies.

Yes, those early days of teaching with zero training and zero experience always go well!

She looked at me and said, "I remembered it."

Keller actually did, as a girl, remember something she'd read without remembering she'd read it, and, iirc, was subjected to some awful kangaroo trial (haven't tracked down mention of a trial, so take this with a grain of salt). I think the story is told in Roger Shattuck's book. Mark Twain wrote Helen a letter about the incident.

I didn't believe her, either. Then it turned out that not only had her grandmother died for real, but the grandmother had been living with the family, practically raising the kids, and the whole household was in a state of profound mourning and traumatic collapse.

I didn't believe her, either. Then it turned out that not only had her grandmother died for real, but the grandmother had been living with the family, practically raising the kids, and the whole household was in a state of profound mourning and traumatic collapse.

Now I'm remembering the time a student told me she hadn't done her paper because her grandmother had died. At Iowa everyone's grandmother was dying all the time; grandparents were dropping like flies.

Yes, those early days of teaching with zero training and zero experience always go well!

Of course, now that I know the Helen Keller plagiarism story, it strikes me as entirely possible my student could have had a brain wonky enough to remember an essay word for word, while at the same time forgetting the fact that she was the reader of the essay, not the writer.

[pause]

She looked at me and said, "I remembered it."

Keller actually did, as a girl, remember something she'd read without remembering she'd read it, and iirc was subjected to some awful kangaroo trial (haven't tracked down mention of a trial, so take this with a grain of salt). I think the story is told in Roger Shattuck's book. Mark Twain wrote Helen a letter about the incident.

She looked at me and said, "I remembered it."

She looked at me and said, "I remembered it."

Now I'm remembering the time a student told me she hadn't done her paper because her grandmother had died. At Iowa everyone's grandmother was dying all the time; grandparents were dropping like flies.