10 years ago when I started college, I watched 100s of freshman lug their g*mer laptops into the lab for tutoring the night the intro CS class homework was due. They were too busy the rest of the week gaming to do the homework, so they began 4 hours before it was due and begged for help.
Most of them didn’t make it to their sophomore year. I don’t feel that bad, the work load was not that heavy, the tutors were there every day of the week. I had a really hard time grasping programming at first, so I was there daily. The homeworks were given a week ahead of time, the lecture notes spelled out 80% of the solution, and the tutors loved to help. The students just didn’t want the help.
This conjures a similar feeling. idk maybe I’m being a dick.
I knew a few folks who were on the depressed side and I didn’t mean to lump them in. I saw a lot of it first hand and the behavior was different ime. Like the lazy kids were very “give me the answer” while the people having a seriously hard time were not pushy and sorta silently fell behind.
A lot of my friends didn’t make it to graduation. It was really hard seeing it happen but they weren’t in a headspace to accept help. A couple times a month there’d be a classmate who would just stop showing up.
10 years ago when I started college, I watched 100s of freshman lug their g*mer laptops into the lab for tutoring the night the intro CS class homework was due. They were too busy the rest of the week gaming to do the homework, so they began 4 hours before it was due and begged for help.
Most of them didn’t make it to their sophomore year. I don’t feel that bad, the work load was not that heavy, the tutors were there every day of the week. I had a really hard time grasping programming at first, so I was there daily. The homeworks were given a week ahead of time, the lecture notes spelled out 80% of the solution, and the tutors loved to help. The students just didn’t want the help.
This conjures a similar feeling. idk maybe I’m being a dick.
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I remember being this. I was hideously depressed and experiencing my first vaguely supportive community. It was what it was
I knew a few folks who were on the depressed side and I didn’t mean to lump them in. I saw a lot of it first hand and the behavior was different ime. Like the lazy kids were very “give me the answer” while the people having a seriously hard time were not pushy and sorta silently fell behind.
A lot of my friends didn’t make it to graduation. It was really hard seeing it happen but they weren’t in a headspace to accept help. A couple times a month there’d be a classmate who would just stop showing up.