Last year, my school had five minute passing periods. That meant four minutes for loitering after one class, and one minute of frantic dashing to get…

Last year, my school had five minute passing periods. That meant four minutes for loitering after one class, and one minute of frantic dashing to get to your next class on time. Too slow, and you got a detention. Too fast, and you might have to spend a couple awkward minutes with the teacher. But this year, a lot has changed. Classes aren’t sequential – I might have one at 8 am, and the next at 1 pm. That means any tardiness is my fault. But strangely, tardiness isn’t really punished. A couple of seniors in one of my classes probably haven’t ever spent more than 30 minutes at a time in our 50 minute session. For me, this is surprising. Going from threat-of-punishment to freedom-to-be-tardy has made me more worried about being tardy. It seems like if you show up late, it’s an insult to the professor, as opposed to the rules. I don’t know if this is because of an overactive conscience, or some personal neurosis, but for me it’s as if having no rules imposes more discipline than rigid guidelines.
– Will

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