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Pet Peeves
A pet peeve is a term in English associated with something specific that gets on your nerves. One little thing will throw yousintosa tantrum for hours and make you lose your mind. I don't know how to say it in Chinese, but the meaning is something that just makes you incredibly mad.
In this world, I have only three pet peeves that will drive me crazy. Number one is racism. Two, those who don't respect what I've done. Three is lying to my face. I absolutely can't stand any of these three.
Mr. Ward had a single pet peeve. Cheating.
It is considered unprofessional to let your pet peeves or annoyances get in the way of your job. When you let anger take you over, you make decisions that you will regret.
I remember many times after tests, Mr. Ward found that the students sitting around me had better scores than the others and the further away a student was from me, the worst his grade. Mr. Ward suspected that some of the juniors "accidentally" got some of my answers.
So he and I had a very interesting talk about cheating.
He told me that he really couldn't stand the idea that all that he was teaching didn't even reach the student and the student would rely on cheating to pass the class. That is a very valid statement, if I were a teacher and caught someone cheating, I would be very unhappy. Mr. Ward stays behind after school for office hours and because he always teaches until everyone understands, cheating is just a kick in the face for all of his hard work.
Mr. Ward once told me of some of the ways students have tried to cheat. The list sounds like a resume for the movie "Dumb and Dumber".
1.Student A intentionally "drops" his pencil an unusually far distance from his desk. So he stands up and waltzes slowly across the room to retrieve it. On the way he passes an innocent victim who's paper is left slightly in the open. He glances at the papers looking for circles, which indicate finished answers. He bends over slowly to get the pencil and walks back slowly glancing at papers left and right. The funny thing is during multiple-choice objective tests； the pencils seemed to fall quite a lot. Whereas short answer and proof tests had some magical spell over the pencils to keep them from falling.
2.The old cheat sheet has been used for decades even before I went to school. The idea is you get a piece of paper and you write down all the formulas, rules, notes, definitions, and everything else that you will need for the test. And some how get access to it, during the test. The most common way that Mr. Ward said he has seen this done is with a tiny bit of paper taped to the inside of the kid's palm. The paper is no bigger than a half dollar, so the smaller you can write, the more formulas and definitions you can fit on it. Mr. Ward told me that one time he caught a student doing this when he was handing in his test, the student gave the test with the hand with the cheat sheet stuck to it and Mr. Ward saw it instantly.
3.This is by far the stupidest thing I have ever heard, well stupidest thing to do to cheat. Two students who were very good friends decided that they didn't want to study for a test one day and they came up with an idea. One student remembers half of the formulas and the other remembers the other half. So when it came to test time, they would each take their half of the test and then tell the other person the answers. How was this done？ Listen to this. The kids sat right next to each other, but they couldn't look over otherwise Mr. Ward would see them. So what did they do？ The answer was Morse code, with pencils. Well it really wasn't Morse code. One kid would tap his pencil lightly five times indicating he needed the answer to number 5. Then the other kid would tap what ever the answer was. They had a whole system worked out for fractions, decimals, equations, and everything else. No they knew what they were doing so they didn't tap too loudly or frequently. They would change from pencil taps to taps on the chair to taps with their feet. Well it ended up working out like this. Mr. Ward walked over and both would stop tapping, he walked away and they would start again. He then figured it out after some really strange answers to the some of the questions, but that didn't matter because neither scored very high.
These incidents aren't very rare.
The last day of the entire school year, all I have left is my math exam and I would be home free for summer. We walkedsintosthe classroom and sit down； there seemed to be some definite tension in the air because this is the biggest test of the year. I saw some kids trying to do some last minute studying, some trying to calm themselves down by breathing slowly and some saying a silent prayer.
Mr. Ward goes to the front and starts handing out the tests by rows. After explaining the rules of the test, he said very clearly and concisely, "If you cheat, I will take your test and tear it up. You will get a 0 for the biggest grade of the year. So folks, if you haven't figured it out, that's a bad thing." Mr. Ward had somewhat of a robotic make up not only mentally but physically also. He moved very effortlessly and efficiently about the room and during every test he goessintosa sort of RADAR mode. He sat at the front and scans the room for anything that may look like cheating. During this RADAR mode, if you were cheating, you would be caught. Guaranteed.
Our test started and I was sitting there and working away quite quickly. I looked around with 15 minutes left, because I had finished and was checking my test.
I noticed something very peculiar！
Mr. Ward was staring right at one of the kids that seemed to be only half way done with his test.
Every test we took, there was always that one guy scrambling at the last minute to finish his test. He would turn the pages and you saw blank spot after blank spot. Sometimes I even saw entire pages that were left blank.
Mr. Ward did not take his eyes off of this kid, it seemed weird to me. For the remainder of the test, Mr. Ward watched that kid as he struggled furiously, flipping papers back and forth and writing furiously and erasing even more furiously. He seemed to use his calculator a lot more than he needed.
After the test was finished, Mr. Ward gave his end of the year speech. Basically along the lines good luck and good job. Then I saw him beckon to the kid he was watching and tell the kid to go in the hall.
Mr. Ward walked out of the room andsintosthe hall silently. He closed the door and from that moment on, I heard about 4 minutes of Mr. Ward yelling at the kid. He got his test ripped up and a zero for the end of the year exam and also failed for the quarter and had to take summer school.
That was the first and the last time that I have seen Mr. Ward ever yell like that. Apparently the guy had written his answers inside the sleeve of the calculator and every time he was "using his calculator" he was really looking at the formulas and other stuff he had written inside of the sleeve, which was all in vain because Mr. Ward spotted it a mile away.“Pet peeve”指一種總是煩擾你，讓你感到不安、厭煩的小東西，這個小東西能讓你生幾個小時的氣，讓你失掉理智。不知道中文應該怎么譯才好，反正它比較準確的意思就是你討厭的東西。
在這個世界上，我最討厭三種東西:第一是種族主義；第二是不尊重人；第三就是當著我的面講謊話。這些都是我絕對不能原諒的。
那么什么是沃茲先生厭惡的“小東西”呢？
考場上作弊是件令人惡心的事，這也是沃茲先生的“pet peeve”――最討厭的事。
如果讓煩惱的東西影響到自己的工作，那是不理智的。作為一個老師，他既要學會控制自己的情緒，又要不放棄做人的原則，這實在是件不太容易的事。
那么，沃茲先生是怎樣處理考場作弊案的呢？
記得經過幾次堂上考試后，沃茲先生發現我的前、后、左、右的鄰座的考試成績都不低，而且是以我為核心向四周“輻射”――離我越近的成績越好，越遠的越差。他懷疑是我的鄰座們“無意”中借鑒了我的答案。
于是，他和我就有關考場作弊一事曾有過一次有意思的交談。
沃茲先生告訴我，作弊之所以最讓他不能容忍，是因為作弊使得他的教學沒有存在的意義，是侮辱他的辛勤勞動。
沃茲先生給我講了不少他“偵破”的堂上作弊案。聽那些故事就好像是在看那部《傻瓜和大傻瓜》的電影。
鏡頭一:A學生考試時，故意讓手中的鉛筆“掉”到地上，因為是故意的，所以滾得很遠。于是，他大大方方地站起來，慢慢地橫穿教室去撿鉛筆。在去的路上，左顧右盼……然后，緩慢地蹲下身去撿鉛筆，當然眼睛是看著人家的試卷；在回坐位的路上，又是左顧右盼。奇怪的是，如果考試是標準化的多項選擇題時，“掉”鉛筆的人特別多；如果考分析題，大家的鉛筆都不“掉”了。
鏡頭二:在考試之前，把與考試有關的公式、法則、定義等等，密密麻麻地寫在一張小紙條上。能使小紙條順利地帶進考場的辦法是多種多樣的，最流行的方法是把小紙條藏在手心里，考試時，一有問題就可以看看手心。也有的把公式寫在鞋底邊上，有問題就低頭系鞋帶。一次，有一位學生交卷時忘了左手心的秘密，用左手把試卷遞給老師，讓老師抓了個正著。
鏡頭三:兩個好朋友決定為了節省復習的工夫，一人記一半內容。在考試時你做上半部，我做下半部。為了使對方得到答案，他們竟發明了一套完整的密碼系統:坐在右邊的一位，需要知道第五題的答案時，他就用鉛筆在桌子上輕輕敲五下，坐在左邊的一位回敲兩次――表示答案是B.更有趣的是，他們竟然還為小數點、分數、方程式等都配有特殊的密碼。為了避免敲桌子的聲音來得太頻繁，他們還不時交換使用動腳點地的方法……
這樣的故事還有不少。
這是整個學年的最后一天。完成今天的數學考試，暑假就要開始了。同學們都很興奮，但看得出來又都很緊張，因為這是今年最大的一次考試。
我坐在自己的坐位上，看見同學們有的正在做考試前最后五分鐘的復習，有的正在閉目養神，有的正在小聲祈禱。
沃茲先生開始發試卷，他先講了些考試的注意事項，然后用很嚴厲的口氣說道:“不要作弊！如果我發現你作弊，我會撕了你的考卷，再給你個0分。如果到現在你還沒有認識到作弊不好，我實在是為你感到內疚。”
考試一開始，沃茲先生的眼睛就像雷達似的有規律地在教室里掃描，任何作弊都別想逃過他的搜索范圍。
做完全部試題，我一看表，還有15分鐘。
我開始注意觀察周圍的動靜，看看沃茲先生，他總是眼睜睜地看著一個家伙……
嗨，有情況！我的直覺告訴我，氣氛有點異常。
這位老兄幾乎每次考試都是很倉促地在最后一分鐘交卷，而他的卷面總是留有大量的空白題。沃茲先生的眼睛一直沒有離開過他。
這回他表現得更慘，他把試卷翻來翻去，又涂又改的，老是在計算器上算不清楚，一直折騰到交卷。
考試總算結束了，我為這位高三的同學深深地舒了口氣。
沃茲先生按照慣例給我們作了年終講話。無非是些“Good luck”，“Good job”之類的話。
講完話，他走出教室，又回過頭來把那個他盯了一個小時的家伙叫了出去，還順手關上了教室的門。
幾秒鐘后，走廊里傳來沃茲先生憤怒的大叫聲。那個家伙考場作弊，沃茲先生咆哮著，把他的試卷撕得粉碎，當場把他的全年成績、學期成績都算成0分。
這是我第一次也是惟一一次看見沃茲先生發這么大的火。
你猜這個自作聰明的高三家伙搞了什么名堂？他把一張寫滿公式、答案的小紙條夾在計算器的外殼里，當他假裝計算時，正是在偷偷作弊。
沃茲先生的雷達掃描沒放過他。
明年沃茲先生給新的學生講故事時，在他所列的作弊方法里一定又多了一種。
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