Saturday, July 20, 2019

Personal Writing: Changing Grades And The Consequences :: essays research papers

Personal Writing: Changing Grades and The Consequences I was about to leave my algebra class one day when the teacher asked me a question. "Could you do help me out with my rollbook program?" he asked. "Sure, how can I help?" I replied. "I'm not sure about how to save back-up copies of my work. Could you show me how?" he said. At this moment, I realized the scope of his question. I would be able to acess the grades for all of his classes. "Ok, Where are your disks?" I answered. "Right here. I really appreciate this." he said. I began to show him how to copy files from one disk to another. He thanked me and sent me on my way. A few days later he asked me to show him how to do it again, because he forgot. When I began to demonstrate this to him, several of the other students noticed and began to talk quietly amongst themselves. Later that day, at lunch time, I was approached by some of the other students in my class. "Hey, could you help us change our grades in algebra?" They asked. "I dont know... I might get caught..." I answered reluctantly. "Aww... come on.... what are you, chicken?" they taunted. "We'll pay you...." At that moment I began to think. I could not believe what I was hearing. I could get paid for something very simple. "Alright. I'll do it. What were your last names again?" I said. The next day my algebra teacher got me to help him out with his rollbook program. When he was not paying attention, I began to change their grades from F's to A's. Later on that day one of studens approached me. "Hey, did you do it?" he asked. "Yes, and I expect to be paid in full." I replied. "Dope!!! alright, Here's my money. I'll get the others to pay you next time they see you." I began to become very popular among my peers. They began to treat me like a god with a magical power. I began to change the grades of students in my teachers other classes. Word spread quickly and I became very rich. Everything was going fine until I was called into the Dean's offfice. When I got there, my teacher was very furious, and the Dean had a angry look in his eyes. "I have known you for 3 years now. I don't want to believe what your teacher says, but Im afraid that I must. He has too much evidence." he said.

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