How would you feel if on the first day of class your teacher gave you a copy of the final exam?
Last September, my mother began her first semester as a professor. She had been attending classes for nearly a decade, so she had developed some ideas on how she wanted to do things once she was on the other side of the lectern.
At the top of her list was to stop testing students on whether or not they could guess what you wanted them to study. My mother was teaching communication, and she knew exactly the communication principles she wanted her students to learn during the semester. She wrote a final test that covered every important principle. Before class began she posted the final online for students to read.