Victim of the Curve: The day law school grades come out
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That blessed bell curve. It’s coming. That great and terrible day. That day when law school grades appear, crushing the souls of many—if not most—first-year law students across the country. For me, getting up the courage to open my first-year grades was unlike any other experience I have ever had in education. But it was a little like the time that I stood in my swim trunks, staring off the edge of a large cliff overhanging a waterfall, debating whether to take the plunge. If you haven’t gone to law school, it may be hard to appreciate the trepidation experienced by your attorney-aspiring, over-achiever friends. With permission, I want to share a story. It's penned by a good friend of mine about his personal experience. He would like to remain anonymous. But he is someone I deeply respect. I sat by him in at least one first-year class. I was always impressed by his preparation and comments. I always expected he would rock finals. “The day my law school grades c