Yes, it’s only Wednesday. Testing weeks are SO boring and therefore make the days crawl. Even though I am not involved in one single minute of the testing, other than to assign the directions, I am exhausted and my nerves are a little frayed. This is the first year I haven’t worked for an admin who beat his chest and harped on test scores, which is a relief and the year has been far less nerve-wracking, with that being said the importance is known, for a lot of reasons – one being it’s my first year at the new school and it would be nice to have been successful. So handing off a year’s worth of instruction in multiple choice format to seven year olds, well it’s bound to cause some anxiety.
It doesn’t help when, after all the directions are given and the students (some who are just beginning to read independently) are set out on their own, a handful come up with their test booklet after a very short period of time and say, “I’m done.” More than once this week I’ve said these words… “Really? You’re done? It’s only been five minutes? I couldn’t even have finished it in five minutes?” And so it goes, these little beings who don’t understand the stakes of high-stakes testing, who don’t know that schools are ranked by how well THEY do on the test, and so don’t really care to put forth the time needed to be successful. It’s a lot to ask of a seven-year-old. It really is.
I can’t believe there are 7 more days of it. There really are.
On a side note, I had plans to make this post a bit humorous because it’s been a funny week. I had to finish my book club book (The End of Your Life Book Club by Will Schwalbe) first before writing however. I just finished it and haven’t stopped crying since. I’m kind of a wreck. What wonderful inspiring book, but it brought up a lot of emotions. It’s a must read if you are a reader.