Today I realize how thankful I am that I earned a C+ in a Psycho-biology class at the University of Virginia in 1993.
I wanted to be a doctor so badly. I cried. I thought Someone had made a huge Cosmic Error. I was supposed to be a doctor.
All the grades in any science class--or math for that matter--told me otherwise. Even the most Liberal Arts friendly Physics class called, "How Things Work," challenged me.
I found myself reading more poems than proofs, more stories than science. That C+ was a beacon of light directing me away from one career towards another.
(Besides, my very cute English professor, who gave me A+'s on every assignment, made me think that maybe the English major could be a better path.)
As I post grades and answer emails from disappointed students who really wanted that A so badly, I remember that grades can work as signposts that lead you on in the right direction.
I might have just assigned you your best worst grade.
Do you have a best worst grade?