Standardized Testing in High Schools

I’m having to give a standardized test over material none of us have covered.   The test is over the Middle Ages and the Renaissance, and I’ve just covered Caesar Augustus.   What makes me sad — or one thing that makes me sad — is Miss Willis.

One kid says, “You hate this as much as we do.   So just give us the answers!”

To which Miss Willis says, “Don’t tell us.   Help us learn it.”   I just wanted to cry.   Really.

These kids want what any other kid wants, a decent education.   But, unlike some other kids, they know they’re getting cheated by, in this case, the state.

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