Apr 25
2 min read
The Final Exam Brownies
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When I began teaching in San Francisco in the late 1960s, the university required each class to meet at the scheduled final exam, whether having an exam or not.
Students in my modern poetry class had written term papers, so we did not have a final exam. But as a young professor, I was determined to follow the rules.
I announced that I would not take attendance at the required meeting, and people were invited to bring food and sweets and passages…
