A while ago, I shared a link to the research that shows we humans respond to the last thing that happens in a piece of life, of a trip, and probably of a class. (Wish I could find it quickly, but I’ll look later.)
We are in parent-teacher conferences today, and a parent mentioned that his daughter said how much fun Russian was yesterday. I tried to remember, and couldn’t come up with anything, except that we’d played Laurie’s volleyball game the last few minutes. Really? An honor student thinks the day (which was pretty drill-and-kill) was fun because of the last five minutes?
I might need to rethink my last-five-minute quiz routine.