Every week in high school, for two or three times a week, I would walk down the art hall, enter classroom A107, and sit down among a clutter of documents, misplaced SD cards and stationery. My teacher...
Last week, I overheard a tour guide explaining the quarter system to a group of prospective students and their parents. She discussed the nonstop “midterms” that are often just tests, the oddly arranged...
