I had a Religion professor at Duke who told us, "If your paper is not publishable, then don't bother turning it in." One of the highest compliments I ever received at Duke was a note at the end of one of my papers in which he wrote, "very lucid." I was so proud of that.
My freshman English teacher (grad student) told us that, in her class, everyone would start with a C, and that we could work our way up (or down) from there. One of the guys in the class wrote his first paper about sex, and he got an A, and he bragged about it. Thinking that it wouldn't hurt to try this method, in my next paper, I made a reference to sexual tension, and I got a B. By the end of the semester, I had written a term paper about penis envy in Ibsen's
Hedda Gabler. I got an A on the term paper, and wound up with an A in the class. I saw this teacher at a pub in Reynolda Village in Winston-Salem a few years out of Duke. She was teaching at Wake Forest. Hmm. . . I just looked her up and she's teaching at Lyon College in Arkansas.
Now, on to law school. . . they had us take an English placement test during orientation week to determine whether we needed to take a remedial English class. There were two of us in our class of 180 who made perfect scores on the test. The common denominator? That guy and I had both been in the same English class in the 7th grade at Carrington Junior High School. Our teacher drilled us every morning for an hour in diagramming sentences. The second hour of her class was spent writing--and if we couldn't write something that made sense, she encouraged us to simply put our thoughts down on paper, and come back to them later to clean up the writing. I learned so much from that teacher. She drilled those fundamentals into us until they became second nature to us.
I've never graded a college paper, but I've corrected lots of elementary school papers and tests.
