As high school students, we are given a colossal amount of work to complete. But I don't mind the worksheets. The essays. The five pound musty textbooks. There is only one assignment I loathe. One assignment where I cringe and groan and cry a little on the inside when I get it.
The group project.
Working with people in a group can suck, or it can be really amazing (shout out to my debate team, they were the best!). But this article will be super boring if I talked about how amazing it can be. So let's focus on the sucky stuff.
There are three types of people when it comes to a group project.
There's the Control Freak who takes away all of the work from the rest of the group and later complains that the rest of the group isn't doing anything.
There are the Zombies who just sit around and do what the Control Freak tells them.
There are the Failed Heroes, who attempt to start working and eventually just give up when a stronger, more dominant Control Freak appears.
These three groups can be arranged any which way. The results can be disastrous.
I'm usually a Failed Hero, but when the time calls for it, I can be a Control Freak. But I'm not proud of it.
Group projects seem like a waste of time to me, because the workload is usually something one person could pull off. There are people who don't pull their weight, there are little fights between group members, and something goes wrong and drops your grade lower than it would have been if it was just an individual project.
I have felt that pain many times. It's a terrible, sinking feeling you get as you silently curse those jerks in your head, but you have to accept your grade with quiet dignity. Despite how badly you want to strangle the Control Freak, behead the Zombies, or wonder what you could have done better.
I see the purpose of group projects, don't get me wrong. As the wise and all-powerful Mrs. Gilboe once told me, you're just going to have to deal with people in life whether you like it or not. Eventually, you're going to find out how much people can suck.
The endless stream of collaborative PowerPoint presentations, two-minute videos, and giant poster boards will never stop flowing. We just have to deal with it the way we deal with all things in life.
Complain a lot, do a little, and keep the crying to a minimum.
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