Personal Writing: Changing Grades And The Consequences :: essays research papers

Personal Writing Changing Grades and The Consequences     I was about to result my algebra class one day when the instructor asked mea question. "Could you do ease me out with my rollbook program?" he asked. "Sure,how can I help?" I replied. "Im not sure about how to save back-up copies of mywork. Could you take me how?" he said.     At this moment, I realized the scope of his question. I would be able toacess the grades for completely of his classes. "Ok, Where ar your disks?" I answered."Right here. I really appreciate this." he said. I began to show him how to copyfiles from one disk to another. He thanked me and send me on my way.     A few days later he asked me to show him how to do it again, because heforgot. When I began to demonstrate this to him, several of the other studentsdetect and began to talk quietly amongst themselves. Later that day, at lunchtime, I was approa ched by some of the other students in my class."Hey, could you help us switch our grades in algebra?" They asked. "Idont know... I might explicate caught..." I answered reluctantly. "Aww... come on....what are you, chicken?" they taunted. "Well pay you...."     At that moment I began to think. I could not consider what I was hearing.I could get paid for something truly simple. "Alright. Ill do it. What were yourlast names again?" I said.     The next day my algebra teacher got me to help him out with his rollbookprogram. When he was not paying attention, I began to change their grades fromFs to As. Later on that day one of studens approached me."Hey, did you do it?" he asked. "Yes, and I expect to be paid in full."I replied. "Dope alright, Heres my money. Ill get the others to pay younext time they see you."     I began to become very popular among my peers. They began to treat melike a god with a wizard(prenominal) power. I began to change the grades of students in myteachers other classes. Word spread rapidly and I became very rich.Everything was going fine until I was called into the Deans offfice.When I got there, my teacher was very furious, and the Dean had a angry look inhis eyes. "I have known you for 3 years now. I dont want to believe what yourteacher says, but Im afraid that I must. He has too often evidence." he said.