The abusive relationship between the state assessment and everyone
forced to deal with it, resumed today. It was made even worse
because I had shredded the tickets for two of the classes testing
today. So when I got to work I had to cut those out and organize
them all over again. I managed to at least get the first class cut
out and separated from the other fifth grade and into sections before
they came to the lab. During that test I was able to finish
organizing the next two classes. Not surprisingly, the first test
did not go well. Only a few kids were able to complete one part of
the test but none of them were able to finish the whole test before
they had two errors. I guess rather than two errors in one testing
session, it is supposed to be one error in two separate testing
sessions. Which is just a bigger waste of time. It worked out today
though because the first two classes were the ones who put up with
all the errors on Monday.
The only entertaining part of the morning was the fifth grade teacher
telling me about when she went to buy doughnut holes for her kids
this morning. She wanted to buy thirty but when she told this to the
cashier she was told that they only sold doughnuts by the dozen and
half dozen. The teacher paused for a second and then cautiously
asked if she could have two and a half dozen instead. I would think
it would be hard as a teacher to not explain basic math to people.
The second class testing was sixth grade and they were just as
unsuccessful as the first. A few kids made it to the last section
but no one was able to finish the test. One of the kids testing
outside the lab was testing in their classroom and he was having a
little more success so the rather than testing, the kids in the lab
ended up getting to play on CoolMath for about forty-five minutes.
Afternoon testing went off with only a single problem. One kid had
one question not show up. Other than that, both tests were
successful. During the second test the Executive Director of
Teaching and Learning came to observe the test and she blamed her
presence for the test working because every time she observed the
tests went well. I feel bad for her because after Monday she had an
article in the paper explaining all the testing difficulties and our
district's decision to stop testing. And then last night she had
another article explaining why we had to resume testing. She was
telling me that when she was talking to one of the higher-ups he was
boasting how the testing system could handle a million users at once.
Apparently our peak was 147,000 users and that made everything go to
hell. They must have misplaced a zero in their estimate.
With four tests today, that was pretty much my day. There was a lot
of running around this morning, between getting tickets and cutting
them out and distributing them for kids testing out of the room, and
going to get the principal to print missing tickets. It was
exhausting. All the activity is good for me I supposed, much better
than just sitting and staring at a computer, but I can definitely
feel it at the end of the day.
It was Chipotle night tonight and I showed a few pictures and videos
afterward. I didn't have a visit with the new volunteer kid tonight
because when I called the house one of the other kids answered and
said he wouldn't be home until nine o'clock. Maybe Thursday visits
need to be changed to another night of the week.
Instead I spent my night watching YouTube videos, reading random
articles online about childhood amnesia and another about a Polish
spy (Witold Pilecki) who was intentionally captured by the SS during
WWII so he could collect information and start a resistance inside
Auschwitz. I also played piano and watched a show that one of the
fifth grade teachers was telling me about, Impractical Jokers.
It is pretty entertaining.
The sixth graders are learning a
song on guitar right now and I stopped by the music room today to see
if maybe tomorrow the music teacher would switch jobs with me for a
day. I'll teach guitar and she can handle testing. I don't think
she's going to take me up on it.
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