It's the end of the year and I'm currently grading final exams. I have a love / hate relationship for wrong answers that have made me laugh. The one that I just read goes like this:
Q) Histograms and Pareto charts are both bar charts. What is the significant difference between the two?
A) Histograms come from data collected in the past.
While I'm sure this is true, it's not quite what I am looking for. I think he saw the Hist part and assumed that it was like the Hist in History.
Another one that made me chuckle was the following:
Q) Distinguish between qualitative and quantitative data. Give and example of each.
A) Qualitive data is of great info and quality while quantive has more data then qualitive because there is quantity.
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Monday, January 17, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
What's That You Say?...
So, apparently this isn't anything new, but it's new to me. One of my classes was talking about this annoying sound that they could hear, but adults can't. I was a little hesitant to believe my class, for I didn't feel like being the butt of a practical joke this morning. So when one of the students played the noise on his phone and everybody could hear it but me, I began to think that this may have been a pre-planned routine to mess with me.
As a skeptic, I of course went online to see if I could find any information about this phenomenon. As I typed 'high pitched sound adults can't hear' into Google, I came across a news report from CBS News. The article was written on June 12, 2006 and it includes a sample of the sound. To test whether or not I was being lied to, I decided to turn up my computer speakers and play the sound. Once again, I couldn't hear it; but as soon as I turned it on I got people complaining for the sound to be turned off. The cool thing about it was that they thought it was coming from the kid's phone that previously played it, which meant that even though they could hear it, they couldn't track the source of the sound.
As a math enthusiast (math teacher) I would like to see if there is a cut-off point in age for those that can hear the sound and those that cannot. I also wonder, if I were to have listened to this sound when it was released on June 12, 2006, would I have been able to hear the sound then?
As a skeptic, I of course went online to see if I could find any information about this phenomenon. As I typed 'high pitched sound adults can't hear' into Google, I came across a news report from CBS News. The article was written on June 12, 2006 and it includes a sample of the sound. To test whether or not I was being lied to, I decided to turn up my computer speakers and play the sound. Once again, I couldn't hear it; but as soon as I turned it on I got people complaining for the sound to be turned off. The cool thing about it was that they thought it was coming from the kid's phone that previously played it, which meant that even though they could hear it, they couldn't track the source of the sound.
As a math enthusiast (math teacher) I would like to see if there is a cut-off point in age for those that can hear the sound and those that cannot. I also wonder, if I were to have listened to this sound when it was released on June 12, 2006, would I have been able to hear the sound then?
Friday, September 17, 2010
Pop Goes the Teacher
Today my morning started off great. Things went smoothly in my first class and I got a lot of work done during my prep period. It all went sour after lunch today.
After a 3rd block fiasco where the power went out and all planning for a computer based lesson went out the window, how could 4th hour get any worse? The answer starts with a girl who walked in late with a note and some cupcakes. Knowing that I would forget to un-mark her absence on the computer, I sat down on my exercise ball that I use as a desk chair (for I've found that at the end of the day, my back feels great) and fixed her attendance. I then sat up straight waiting for the possibility that I was going to get my hands on one of those cupcakes that she strolled in with. It was my lucky day, for she started walking over to my desk, and right when she started to extend her arm with the goods, "BLAM," my exercise ball popped.
I wasn't bouncing, there weren't any sharp objects underneath, and my jeans didn't have anything protruding...it just popped. As I lay on the ground not moving, but just thinking about what happened, I heard comments from the kids "The teacher's Balloon just popped" and "Where did the teacher go" and of course all of this was either accompanied or followed by laughter, I can't remember how it went.
Finally, I got up and the students asked if I was OK, in which I replied that I was. I then pulled up my original desk chair and sat looking at the class. In a very serious tone, I told them "Now nobody is to hear about this." Of course everyone started cracking up, even the girl that never says anything or has no reaction to anything. I then picked up one of the pieces (of which there were 3), stretching it out, then commented that "now my bigger, taller, older brother finally has a swim cap to wear". Again, more laughter.
This continued on for about half an hour in which the kids recapped what had happened and told jokes about the situation. I, of course, found the situation to be funny as well, so I laughed along with them. As you may have guessed, we didn't do very much in class today.
At 2:45 there were 28 students that knew the story of my ball popping. Now, an hour after, I'm guessing that this number has multiplied so that about half the school knows about it...fantastic.
After a 3rd block fiasco where the power went out and all planning for a computer based lesson went out the window, how could 4th hour get any worse? The answer starts with a girl who walked in late with a note and some cupcakes. Knowing that I would forget to un-mark her absence on the computer, I sat down on my exercise ball that I use as a desk chair (for I've found that at the end of the day, my back feels great) and fixed her attendance. I then sat up straight waiting for the possibility that I was going to get my hands on one of those cupcakes that she strolled in with. It was my lucky day, for she started walking over to my desk, and right when she started to extend her arm with the goods, "BLAM," my exercise ball popped.
I wasn't bouncing, there weren't any sharp objects underneath, and my jeans didn't have anything protruding...it just popped. As I lay on the ground not moving, but just thinking about what happened, I heard comments from the kids "The teacher's Balloon just popped" and "Where did the teacher go" and of course all of this was either accompanied or followed by laughter, I can't remember how it went.
Finally, I got up and the students asked if I was OK, in which I replied that I was. I then pulled up my original desk chair and sat looking at the class. In a very serious tone, I told them "Now nobody is to hear about this." Of course everyone started cracking up, even the girl that never says anything or has no reaction to anything. I then picked up one of the pieces (of which there were 3), stretching it out, then commented that "now my bigger, taller, older brother finally has a swim cap to wear". Again, more laughter.
This continued on for about half an hour in which the kids recapped what had happened and told jokes about the situation. I, of course, found the situation to be funny as well, so I laughed along with them. As you may have guessed, we didn't do very much in class today.
At 2:45 there were 28 students that knew the story of my ball popping. Now, an hour after, I'm guessing that this number has multiplied so that about half the school knows about it...fantastic.
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