We finished (hurray!) the lastest round of standardized testing today. HSPAs. Need to graduate from high school here in the wonderful state of NJ. Whee. Fifty minutes to complete a 12-question reading comprehension section.
Anyway, I’m a fast reader. As in, really fast. Don’t know how or why, but I am. So I finished the above-mentioned reading comp. section in about twenty minutes. Which left me half an hour to either sit and stare at the floor, or draw little cartoons inside the test booklet, which we are allowed to mark up however we want. Easy choice - I drew cartoons. Specifically, I drew a cartoon of Bush chanting “No Child Left Behind! Hurry up!” to a poor student weighed down by a gigantic backpack and a ball-and-chain. The ball-and-chain was, of course, labelled “Standardized testing”.
Then, sometime later that day, I realized that might not be a good idea if They Who Grade The Tests Which The Rest Of Our Lives Hinge Upon are going to be looking at my test booklet, not just the answer sheet. So I ask my history teacher if he knows if they see the test books. Doesn’t know. Neither do the four other teachers I ask during the day. Neither does my guidance counselor, who kind of inherited the title of “Coordinator of Anything with Letters in the Name”. He’s a very, very nice guy (especially compared to my previous counselor last year who didn’t know my name). Only…he didn’t know.
I’m not really worried about it, because I’m pretty sure that I got just about every question right (it’s basically a test of basic skills). But I just feel…stupid. And once again, irritated at the lack of knowledge in my school, but that’s come to be expected. :smack: