Having finalized grades, and in keeping with The Holiday, I made up my own carol, to be sung with gusto to the tune of “The 12 Days of Christmas.” Dedicated to all teachers everywhere.
On the first day of teaching my students sent to me
“I need an ‘A’ in this class”
On the second day of teaching my students sent to me,
Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the third day of teaching my students sent to me,
Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the fourth day of teaching my students sent to me,
Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the fifth day of teaching my students sent to me,
FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the sixth day of teaching my students sent to me,
Six papers posing, FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the seventh day of teaching my students sent to me,
Seven notions lacking, Six papers posing, FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the eighth day of teaching my students sent to me,
Eight needs repeating, Seven notions lacking, Six papers posing, FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the ninth day of teaching my students sent to me,
Nine quizzes failing, Eight needs repeating, Seven notions lacking, Six papers posing, FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the tenth day of teaching my students sent to me,
Ten projects missing, Nine quizzes failing, Eight needs repeating, Seven notions lacking, Six papers posing, FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the eleventh day of teaching my students sent to me,
Eleven excuses giving, Ten projects missing, Nine quizzes failing, Eight needs repeating, Seven notions lacking, Six papers posing, FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class
On the twelfth day of teaching my students sent to me, 
Twelve grounds for-passing, Eleven excuses giving, Ten projects missing, Nine quizzes failing, Eight needs repeating, Seven notions lacking, Six papers posing, FIVE HUGE BEGS, Four absences, Three missed preps, Two poor plans and I need an ‘A’ in this class.





COMMON SENSE. The phrase has come to mean the practice of right judgment in practical matters. But the phrase assumes two basic ideas.
Flipping an idea on its head or turning a concept upside down is often my approach to opposing claims. “What if?” is a fair question of any position. When the Jews approached Jesus about the murder of their countrymen by the Romans in Luke 13, Jesus did not take the bait, an opportunity to agree or disagree. He chose a third approach. His response shatters the original concern. Instead of being concerned about the sin of the Romans or the sin of those who were killed, Jesus shines a light on the sin of those who brought the charge. The Son of Man’s intention seems clear: each of us must consider our own eternal state.
Enigmatic, thoughtful statements leave space for people to ponder. Declarative, assertive statements suggest dogmatic positions. Far from a belief that “we can know nothing for sure” is the understanding that everything is known – just not by us.



Max (not his real name) was worried. “I just don’t know if I’m a good enough writer. I don’t have any confidence that what I have to say makes sense.” It was a private conversation between a student and a professor. I pointed at the projection screen. “Whose paper did I just show to the class?” A few moments earlier, with his permission, I had shown his written work as an example to everyone. My voice conveyed serious generosity. I did not give him opportunity to respond. I clapped him on the shoulder and announced, “You got chops, man! Hear me when I say, ‘You’re a good writer!’” A sheepish smile spread across his face. Max just needed encouragement.
One undergraduate wrote about race cars, another about near-death experiences. Someone else regaled the benefits of “man’s best friend,” still a different student reported being a victim of a DUI. A critique of Barbie dolls was the premise that questioned artificial beauty standards imposed on young women. Defending and uplifting the art world was accomplished by a masterful dialogue paper where promotions and objections were all considered. “Reduce, Reuse, Recycle” was well presented. Getting children outside to play, removing the constant use of “screens” by primary ages, warned against electronic stimulation on a child’s brain. BDSM used as a therapeutic tool was the resource promoted by a person who seemed to speak out of personal experience. Social stigmas related to masculinity, specifically, how men could dress in dresses, was a paper that spoke to the subject carefully while giving examples from his own personal life. Should “one nation under God” be in the Pledge of Allegiance? Should church leaders be celebrated? 
One person wrote, “I want you [the general public] to know how it feels to grow up as a Hispanic in America.” Hers was a recounting of grievances, slights, and discriminations, that she had witnessed in her life. I write quite a bit on each submission.
Anyone reading my above comment can see that I want my student to consider alternatives. 

These thoughts are from the Spring 2022 semester of my teaching at IUPUI. If there is one truth that summarizes all my comments above, it is, that I love my students. To support the writing and videos at MarkEckel.com,